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您来自中国哪里?

广州!

What’s your blog about?

Used to be a place for keepin' some fond memories, but nowadays it's mainly for meeting and chatting with nice folks such as yourself! And occasionally re-blogging things of interest!

Log #02

Second day of these memory logs. Today, Henry asked me my favorite memory. And I said I’m at this dance hall in Harlem, right? Maybe mid-twenties. Maybe the night of January 7th 1925. It’s hard to really cast my mind back that far, you know? It’s all some kinda mishmash, memories existing at the same time. Or maybe I’ve just got a real crappy memory. Well, I’m standing in a corner — must not be a huge one for parties, or maybe I knew I was a bit queer — and I remember everything glowing all golden-like. High ceilings, all decked out. It’s a gas. Dancers all crowding the floor, a man spinning his sweetheart past me as he fixes his tie with the other hand. A woman laughing to my right. The smell of booze. And that music. That swing. I feel the music surrounding me in my bones, shaking me from the inside out, just like it’s shaking everyone else in this joint. Just coasting along to the vibrations.

And then — fewer people this time. The night’s winding down, fellas are going home with their dolls. We’re giving one last hurrah for the couples still knocking it out on the dance floor. These kids are a bit more sauced now, swaying and laughing and bumping into each other. They dimmed the lights some. I’m still sticking around in my corner. Nobody by my side now. And that music. Still loud as hell, ringing out the night, shaking me from the inside out. And that’s kinda it, I told him. Great night.

woah, i haven't checked your blog in a while and just noticed that now there's two of you running it! hope you like it here so far, henry!

We just found our way back here! Gettin' accustomed to these new digs and everything.

yeah, you haven't missed much. not here, anyway. and i like it here just fine. will's here, after all.

i've been meaning to ask! do you know who made this image? it's very cool

Composited it myself from some ol' album artwork of "Will You Miss Me"! Believe it's in the style of Aubrey Beardsley illustrations!

Whys your profile glitchin so bad 4 me 😨😨😨

my fault sor ry

Aw, it's all right, handsome! Worth it for your presence here.

you re ally thi nk so?

Darlin', I know.

i have no idea what you’re about but you have a cool vibe

side note: faggot /aff

Thanks, kid! Come find me en abime!

have you ever seen a demon?

or seen a ghost?

i do

all the time

-starbreak

Hi, Starbreak! I don't s'pose I have. Don't get many ghosts in here, haha! Wager I've come across a ghost story once or twice. I mean, I've got a pal who's been really taken by the writings of those Symbolists -- and those fellas love to take a good think 'bout death! (Almost as much as the moon, ha! Ha!)

Hi William!! You said you were shorter than Mal and Henry so how tall are you?

Five feet three inches! If I ain't got shoes on!

Sorry if this was asked before but: What exactly are you?

Added this to the "Tags" of the other ask along these lines, but: honest, I understand the confusion! Most of me resides en abime. Seein' only this blog must be more than a bit disorientatin'!