i don't get it.
i wonder if i'll get pretty when i move away, i wonder why i can't sleep tonight, i wonder if that kid was right, i'm going to go stare at the back of my eyelids some more, what am i doing, i'm so confused right now, simple simple thoughts, wow, there's so much spit in my mouth, and my hair is doing nicely by the way, thanks for asking, in short, it's getting long, i've gotten into the bad habit of feeling skinny, and pretty, everything seems better when you don't have it, like people, like food, like the internet, and then you have it, not so great, but isn't it nice to know that you still want it when you have it, i think it is and the four letters have been so abused by everything that they don't seem too adequate to describe what i feel anymore, but i'll ignore it, and still say love, for the sake of simplicity. i'm so tired, i've apologized to god.