the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.



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11:19 p.m. + 2004-03-05 = there's no place like home.

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i stand, curious as to how it is that i came to be here. here, in the middle of an unidentifiable nowhere (though it reminds me of iowa). Nothing, no one for miles. Soundless, surreally-so. The air is quite dense, thick with the unmistakeably something-wicked-this-way-comes aroma.

I crane my neck for the panoramic. I feel the sun beaming down on me, but only see dark, dark greenishgray clouds looming on the horizon, in every which direction.

twisters are a-comin'. darn-tootin'.

instead of running for cover, or for anything for that matter, i'm just blinking a lot and whispering...

-oh. shit.-

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you
or
us
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them
else...
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