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Aug 27, 2008 01:38

life is so peculiar to me. everyone from my past is a completely different person now. they've lot anything unique and traded in their awesomeness for bland,yet well defined titles like "wife." and "mother."

its as if they've gone from this


to this


nothing of interest to speak of that does relate to their baby, or maybe they made some lipton noodles while cuddling up on the couch with their significant others while watching scrubs reruns before retiring to bed for some lackluster and predictable sex and sleep.

it's got me thinking, maybe i'm the one that is fucked up. I haven't really changed at all. maybe it's my temperament that has allowed me to stay the same. who needs to change their identity when you're two people all the time as it is? maybe i just have a better sense of self.

i'm just me. maybe slightly wiser, but otherwise still the same. Aren't women supposed to crave stability though? what's the problem?

the truth is, i'll always be an asshole, and i'll always think the most romantic thing you can do is make someone a mixtape. i'll probably forget your birthday, i'll never really be comfortable trying to sleep together with you, and sneak off without waking you to go listen to cure albums in the middle of the night. deal with it.
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