marvel at my weakness.
remember when you first meet someone and they are pure and holy, practically perfect, and with each little thing that happends, they become a little less perfect. they very slowly and continually become dirtier and dirtier and some late future day they are completely covered in soot and grime and funk and they smell so bad and nothing can ever change that, and you try to push it away and you won't give it a name you won't make it real, you will just let the funk of them be and grow more and more, and you hate it so much. you can't even bare to hear their voice, or even their footsteps. you can't bare to eat when them or sleep with them or hold their hand because it's so dirty and it rubs on you, and you brush your teeth after you kiss them and wash twice as well after you fuck them, and one day they decide that you aren't good enough for them. remember when you couldn't even breathe when they weren't around because you were so used to breathing in the dirty air that lingered around them. you couldn't get out of bed because you couldn't call them or see them or hear their footsteps. remember when you loved someone so much that you didn't even exist anymore. remember when you were stupid and young and pure.
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it's really windy right now. it's pretty intense at my house most of the time though.
march=slint in frisco.
fuck yes.
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i have a cell phone now, well as of like two weeks ago.
people should read books more often. i say that out of the goodness of my heart. honestly, their really is no goodness anymore, but i still am saying it.
christ, that really sounded mopey. i wonder if that's how moby got his name...
joke-what do you call the skin around the vagina?
the woman.
ahha ahha..
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still cooking for old rich people and dumb kids. one year and four months, sheesh.
i guess i am able to keep a job after all, didn't think so in the beginning. im actually an asset at zesta, at least that's what im told.
although im not really proud of it because anyone that has been there as long as i have or longer is an asset to the kitchen. time means everything.
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still ungirlfriended, dont blame them though.
i have lost alot of weight though, i looked at my license yesterday and noticed that i used to be pretty fat.
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i think it's long enough.
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it's really windy right now. it's pretty intense at my house most of the time though.
march=slint in frisco.
fuck yes.
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i have a cell phone now, well as of like two weeks ago.
people should read books more often. i say that out of the goodness of my heart. honestly, their really is no goodness anymore, but i still am saying it.
christ, that really sounded mopey. i wonder if that's how moby got his name...
joke-what do you call the skin around the vagina?
the woman.
ahha ahha..
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still cooking for old rich people and dumb kids. one year and four months, sheesh.
i guess i am able to keep a job after all, didn't think so in the beginning. im actually an asset at zesta, at least that's what im told.
although im not really proud of it because anyone that has been there as long as i have or longer is an asset to the kitchen. time means everything.
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still ungirlfriended, dont blame them though.
i have lost alot of weight though, i looked at my license yesterday and noticed that i used to be pretty fat.
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i think it's long enough.