how my mother kept having affairs with the local priests so they had to be relocated to faraway parishes, and my father put up with this, but I got pissed off, so I wrote my father a blistering letter about my mom, and they had a fight, and she came into my bedroom and asked me whether I still loved her, and I said, "I don't know,"

next step is reading entire novels,

(already watching entire films)

yeah,

all of them,

all of you,

I love you too much

if you, yes, reading, fuck, love, fuck, too,

much

I can live off one text message per day during the school week because I have like 7 other partners/boyfriends/FWBs/Sirs, I mean, plus legit friends,

I don't know your %age yet but during the school week it is low, on the weekends it is ... higher ...

I can do this,

I study myself,

as much as I study everything else,

it's why I ended up majoring in Psychology, and then graduate school in Psychology,

I haven't typed that word in so long it feels weird,

Psychology,

WTF happend to that word,

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when is my curfew tonight, how much do I need to function tomorrow,

how much do I need this to function

I replaced the living room rug, on my own, and T "loves it"!

I did it!

Interior Designer Bug, at your service!

That's the next layer, or the final layer, yeah, meditation v. anxiety, meditation forces me to face my anxiety and I haven't wanted to face my anxiety, my anxieties, plural, infinite ( Read more... )