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I hate it when I feel the need to write but don't have anything on hand with which to work. My mind, in a desperate effort to fill the blankness in the little white box, tends to drift towards the maudlin and overdramatic. Of course knowing that doesn't necessarily mean I care enough to spare you all. No. Now is a time to sit and listen to another ( Read more... )

I sometimes get the sensation that I'm permanently everyone's second choice for anything.

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OK. Everyone around me is high at the moment.

It all started with MY NAME IS FREDERICK! and has now continued to "DO YOU WANT MY ASS NOW?". I feel so lonely being low when everyone else is higher than Elton John on a kite. Christina, of course, is lovely and not high at all because she's a puritanical biyotch. And isn't looking over my shoulder at

It's funny, really. If there's one thing that only exists in our heads, it is the concept of resolution, true ending. In our books, in our words, lies the continued assumption that some times things cease to exist, that the world is neatly wrapped up in a box. It's also a concept that is patently false for our reality. It's a concept that can also ( Read more... )

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