Am I too sensitive? Maybe I am. Sometimes, I just can't help but feel that I'm the one being picked on all the time. Even if it's for the dumbest thing, or sometimes if it really is a big deal, I feel like I'm being stepped on, laughed at, humiliated... all for a quick buck. A good laugh. Something that's so fleeting and temporarily humor-filled ( Read more... )

Transfixed upon my star
My eyes begin to roll
And see her planets all aligned
As if she was a spool
Pulling threads into her orbit
And stitching patches in space

...More on this later maybe...???

LOOK HOW BIG THESE FUCKING TREES ARE!


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Well, I figure I'll start this off with telling you what I do for a living. I move plants ( Read more... )

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