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Hi, My name is _____ and I'm addicted to... July 08, 2002 - 1:29 a.m. Had all the kids (6 total, step-relatives included) watching Wicked today. Somewhat older Julia Stiles movie. Nothing spectacular but still twisted enough for me to like it. Especially after hearing a Switchblade Symphony song in it… and then… TWO Jack Off Jill songs. When I am Queen and Rabbiteen played through the credits. I had them watching all the bad cheesy horror movies last night. It’s great influencing young minds. Wore my contacts for 11 hours today. I was only supposed to have them in for 8 hours though. *shivers in sarcastic fear of being reprimanded* I love ‘em. I wish I’d gotten them sooner. And there’s just something so cool about feeling your eye. I'm actually going to miss that little glimpse of your eye that you sometimes get with glasses. Erie and fascinating. Okay, so I’m a freak with an eye obsession. I love eyes. I have a wall of ‘em. I have some in a glass vase. I’ve inspected my own super close in the mirror. Have you done that? You should. The iris is amazingly beautiful. Colours and strands of human particles that may have a scientific name, but I don’t care what it is, all feathered out like a living oil painting. Rippling together, without moving, like the sea in a monsoon. Kind of surreal, when you’re trying to describe it. Brown around the pupil, fading to green. All with flecks of gold. Navy circumference creating a wall to prevent the fibers from spilling out into the empty white…. Yeah, I’m obsessed with eyes.
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