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body jewelry by bodyPUNKS!

body jewelry by bodyPUNKS!

body jewelry by BodyPUNKS!

 

a haze.

driving home from work and everything's grey, everything's touched by golden sunlight, feeling in a magic world again. 

"it's clipped on by something that can't spin."  my dad is talking about spark plugs and i'm trying to describe a perfect moment, the touch of air that perfect temperature where it just glides over you like water, and i'm trying to think and breathe and every time i come here he gives me rules for life. 

"now, sometimes when two friends get a little too close . . ."  (hi, fig.)

this is unreal, but it makes me happy.  she makes me happy.

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