You ever have a conversation so intense and maddening that it keeps you up at night?
It's like that. Seriously. The grinding of teeth, the waking up of Adam. I need to talk. Jesus.
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- Allison Landa
- Berkeley, California, United States
- I'm a Berkeleyite who wrote a book. It's called BEARDED LADY. I'd be stoked if you read it.
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- "The Quickening"
- This morning
- St. Mary's MFA graduation, May 2006
- 4 a.m. soul-searching music
- As posted on Facebook a few years back
- Flashback
- A year ago
- Preposterous
- Boston, a decade ago
- I don't get it
- Evil Empire, according to Baz
- 10 years ago
- Today's writing
- On addiction
- Today
- Elton John, "Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters"
- Three years ago
- More New York
- Fucking New York
- Greatest City in the World
- Kahve
- Damn, NYC is humid
- Hello from SFO
- The sleeplessness continues
- Yeah, I'm not sleeping
- Annie Lennox, "No More I Love Yous"
- Milestone
- New York weather
- While I can't offer details ...
- Flashback to 2010: "Kill it, girl!"
- Sent to me a few days ago
- When he was two weeks old
- I leave on Friday
- The Cure, "Pictures of You"
- Old pics
- Beautiful boys
- Two kids
- Why I love Adam
- The insomnia
- This morning's writing
- Lately
- Today's writing
- Into the Mystic
- A heartbreaking Modern Love
- "We have fire everywhere"
- Late-night conversation
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