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how much do you all want to kill me for writing before and after every single time i see this guy? SOOO much.
owellllllll....i'm seeing him tomorrow....i'm gonna wear the sweater that makes people looooove me....we're gonna read each other poetry and make out in the library.
overall i'm sort of sad though...about what happened and my deep fear that sanity is a completely misbegotten expectation in a world that grinds kind and receptive and sensitive people to sand.
overall i'm really mixed up and i've been laughing and crying at the same time which confuses my throat and my little sister.
overall i'm weary and i wish that i could wander through photographs and answer phone calls that went unanswered and take a nap on a couch that's gone to wherever dead couches go.
owellllllll....i'm seeing him tomorrow....i'm gonna wear the sweater that makes people looooove me....we're gonna read each other poetry and make out in the library.
overall i'm sort of sad though...about what happened and my deep fear that sanity is a completely misbegotten expectation in a world that grinds kind and receptive and sensitive people to sand.
overall i'm really mixed up and i've been laughing and crying at the same time which confuses my throat and my little sister.
overall i'm weary and i wish that i could wander through photographs and answer phone calls that went unanswered and take a nap on a couch that's gone to wherever dead couches go.