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I shuddder when I stretch. To be honest my chin severely bothers me today. Not that honesty really mattered in the end anyways. I can never be heard when I say something true, something real. Tell them what they want to hear...I saved your life, I fight crime, I never did anything wrong about anything ever. I never ruined my dinner by having the forbidden cookie beforehand. I never walked on cracks and I absolutely never broke my mothers back...I used to be a good girl, I used to skip past cracks past temptation past life because no matter what I did right, I had to be even more careful about the cracks and even more careful about how I slept at night. If I said that I wasn't hungry, I don't deserve to live...thats what he said thats what he said...I can feel all my toes fingers and elbows...all two elbows. But I can't feel sorry. I've felt fucking sorry all my life for wanting to be loved. Well pity says david pity says the troll king pity says a fairy tale. I just wanted magic to dance. I wanted child hood to be substantial like really looking at clouds. I always wanted to be a mother so I could have that time of spending with my child just looking at clouds and finally the time is accounted and alloted for. Now of course in the seconds absolutely, but to absolutely feel it because you know you must. Chorus and a groovy beat. It smells wrong it smells wrong. bah to physics bah. Damn trail mixes I never actually eat you when I'm on a trail...I'm never moving or trailing along anywhere. Not really anywayss. I swear I was a good girl. I never ever ever ever ever ever wanted to hear ...disssaaaaappppoooiinnttment. But it was precisely what I heard all the time. fuck physics bah. Sure though...I look forward to it. Sure. Split ends....bangly bangle. well wok and roll it is. I kind of feel good today. Its reassuring to know that I have anything at all. And no ones dying because spilt milk. Fla vor ice stares at me