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i hate relapsing.

i think im dissintegrating... in one place...

and now

I think I'm reappearing!

I've never been so disgusted and never had so much to look forward to!

the value we place on things correlates directly with their transity. a child grows up and turns snide; flowers turn to slime; chocolate cake turns into shit.

but we don't love the babies and flowers and cake any less for it.
there is no need to be afraid i guess.

today some anonymous person serenaded my voicemail with a love song. "i still love you, and everything will be alright." bizarre.

I hate it when people take their crappy feelings out on me. Especially when I only want them to feel better.

Today I kicked it in the liquer store for a half an hour, that was weird. But nice, to catch up.

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pregnant women should come with a disclaimer taped to their foreheads. they are pyschotic and high maintainance, exponentially more so than women are in general. jesus.

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