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swimming young

May 24 2007 at 5:25 PM
  (Login jacknovak)
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dear jack, i still keep that piece of writing on the wall in my kitchen. send me a text?
royal

royal,
i dont know what to say or why. that piece is part of my next book- its hard for me.
i want a bulldog but i already have a brussels griffon and yorkshire terrier. oh and i have a fat cat named 50. Again. im back and forth to la... new york.... Again..................................

jack,
so rack your fucking brain? say something? or dont.
i dont know.
i thought that piece was for me, not your next book? things are different.
love
royal

subject; swimming

It is for you and maybe the book is too-you can decide once you've read it. L.A. L.A. funny, these are our first lines:
me: "I just have to wait till I'm ready to go to LA."
you: "That's such a dramatic answer."
Things are really different for me as well. We moved about a month ago which has forced a lot of much needed growing up-I hate that, but it's true. I keep waiting for something to fuck up and so far things just keep climbing. Somtimes I think I don't deserve this, sometimes I think because I think that I do. There are machines that sell little saints for 50 cents and I keep getting the guardian angel everytime. Things take on a strange familiar quality, not that I can predict everything, but that everything is somehow mapped out so that when I come across it, I'm not surprised. My number is 9176741593. The fatter the anything the better, well....not protitutes. My cat screams unless there's food in his dish, then I yell at him and feed him plenty and pet him while he eats.

love always, jack

 
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Re: swimming young

May 26 2007, 1:26 PM 

writing on the wall kitchen. royal

a bulldog fat cat named 50. so rack your fucking brain? piece was for me, subject; swimming

L.A. L.A. funny, for me as well. We moved about it's true. I keep and so far things just keep climbing. Somtimes I think I think because I think that I do. There are machines
the guardian angel. Things take on a
somehow mapped out number . The cat screams food in his dish, I yell at him pet him he eats.

love a, jak



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