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at this point (which is not the point previously mentioned, but a point, of the regular-occurrence variety), having barely enough brainpower with which to read horribly simplistic yet oddly hilarious novels, i can’t tell you anything coherent just now except that william’s recent entry was simply beautiful, that night outside in the alley in the wind crunch crunching through the leaf piles under the flourescent light prattling on is lovely but numbing, and that this is why i love notsuoh.