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i need to call my dad. this was once on the top of the list has deflated towards the bottom. i promised a few people i would be painting today. i have yet to, i am wound up with thoughts of school. i just did some sun-salutations and ran around for the first time in about a year. i had some sudden burst of energy and couldnt even sit down to read flannery o connor. and for some reason i am really thirsty.
what tenses me up is that some people have been prying. i am trying to excommunicate the negative throws in my life. it doesnt help that the girl in the bathroom, his mistress, confronts me with love. i know it is self-subservient, yes, but no less makes me feel ashamed of the time i have wasted. whats more is that it makes me feel sound with this current suitor. what feelings were once stirred are now settling into the bottom of my archival dust-bowl. my soul was ravaged moreso than anything, my faith in myself i found to be a burden. but i am still learning. take of it what you will.
im going to listen to joy division.
ha
what tenses me up is that some people have been prying. i am trying to excommunicate the negative throws in my life. it doesnt help that the girl in the bathroom, his mistress, confronts me with love. i know it is self-subservient, yes, but no less makes me feel ashamed of the time i have wasted. whats more is that it makes me feel sound with this current suitor. what feelings were once stirred are now settling into the bottom of my archival dust-bowl. my soul was ravaged moreso than anything, my faith in myself i found to be a burden. but i am still learning. take of it what you will.
im going to listen to joy division.
ha