I met this girl at a party a few months ago and she is the single most interesting person I've ever met. We went away outside down the street and sat on the curb and smoked. The hosts thought we were getting stoned but we only had Marlboros. We talked about everything . . . and she was just the most fabulous, brilliant, crazy, honest, fucked-up, sane person I've ever met. I've never encountered anyone else like her. I haven't seen her since, but I wish I could talk to her right now. I wish I could just see her. She understood. She really did. She understood everything. She transcended.

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Hope you got her last name or number.

Now that a moment.

By  Unknown, at 2/16/2011 11:31:00 PM  

I didn't --couldn't, which is why this drives me so crazy.

By  cady, at 2/16/2011 11:57:00 PM  

I feel happy and sad for you at the same time. It would drive me crazy too.

By  ellie, at 2/17/2011 09:21:00 AM  

Unfortunate you didn't.

By  L, at 4/01/2011 09:15:00 PM  

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Cady, 21 - struggling actress, harried stage manager, bored sales rep. Luckily, not all at the same time.

I love late nights and early mornings, smoking without the head rush, blue hair, eating out at three a.m., swear words, phrases that sound inappropriate out of context, my combat boots, and my cat.