FLOCKED
this journal is flocked.
comment to be added, please.
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I am:
pragmatic, suffering from cynical delusions, & a cancer or a gemini, depending on your source. I lie too easily, too well, & too often. I listen to music twenty-four seven; I fall asleep with it, & when I wake up, it's ringing in my ears. my friends are insane, neurotic, comical, overprotective, & always fun to be around. I like neon underwear & black bras, & will always eat Kraft Macaroni & Cheese over Aunt Annie's. I prefer old photographs to digital, algebra to geometry, & secondhand clothes to new. history & english are my favorite subjects, & I have long conversations with telemarketers when I'm lonely. occasionally I get overzealous when I clean things. I have problems sticking to my resolutions & I don't think it's possible to "waste" your life. I get along well with every adult except my parents, & I was raised on NPR and PBS. I believe that neosporin heals almost anything. if you're prejudiced or extremely religious, chances are we won't be good friends.
magnetic poetry?
thousands of winds
some shot through with iron
lazy with want
behind cool gardens
bare feet trudged
bitter sleep rusted to diamond
& forest