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i have a food baby today, it is sitting in my tummy and humming. little red-wine tunes and giggling about the swishing. it likes to listen to my grandmother's stories and to see its rivals fail. it thinks it is smarter that ninety percent of the population and is a little embarrassed about its elitism. it has no teeth but wants them for the pain they will cause, to remind me its still alive. and sometimes wonder if it can be seen on a face what is swimming in the belly because sometimes it is not cute like a baby.
*i'm scared about graduating*
*if i had a large nylon tent i would set it up on the beach and capture the people i love and put them inside so we could hide from the ugly things and sometimes go out and play in the waves and get sand in our toes and bring it inside the tent and play paper-rock-sizzzors to see who has to sleep on it*
*i'm scared about graduating*
*if i had a large nylon tent i would set it up on the beach and capture the people i love and put them inside so we could hide from the ugly things and sometimes go out and play in the waves and get sand in our toes and bring it inside the tent and play paper-rock-sizzzors to see who has to sleep on it*