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Wed, Aug. 24th, 2005, 12:27 pm

wfft wfft wfft - the brush through her hair. i just think you oughta try harder, she says. try? i say. try? try for what? something, she says, on the bed, one knee up, black pants, blue corset, wfft wfft wfft. anything. i know what i need, i say. i fall on the bed next to her, looking straight up. i don’t need to try. i need to give up. she stands suddenly, mouth tight, eyes down, lips dark, toes curling, wfft wfft wfft. i wait. give up, she snorts. wfft wfft wfft. you haven’t got anything worth giving up.