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soooo... it seems i've fallen into a spell of rebellion and truancy. ooooooo. How very 'storm & stress'. And i'm SO horny. Rachel tosses and turns all night thinking about rejection - I just think about sex. I'm half expecting to grow an over-excited penis and a nicely shaped pair of balls.
Tomorrow, i shall tackle the evil slope of death near yvonne's house (on the other side of the evil slope of lesser death). Breathe in that razor air.
When i look in the mirror, i see a little imp.... but when i cannot see this face i occasionally feel much older. And then i laugh, as i always laugh, and the spell is broken. There's nothing like the feel of your face stretching, of the almost unbearable feeling of your body trembling with mirth.
I think i'm happy. Just generally happy - because life can be too beautiful for one to remain sad.
Tomorrow, i shall tackle the evil slope of death near yvonne's house (on the other side of the evil slope of lesser death). Breathe in that razor air.
When i look in the mirror, i see a little imp.... but when i cannot see this face i occasionally feel much older. And then i laugh, as i always laugh, and the spell is broken. There's nothing like the feel of your face stretching, of the almost unbearable feeling of your body trembling with mirth.
I think i'm happy. Just generally happy - because life can be too beautiful for one to remain sad.