I have everything
just by having enough

I'm blessed, baby.

It's extraordinarily unfortunate that, after nineteen years of careless social interaction and careful observation, I still find people exceedingly difficult to understand and relate to. Beginning with my self, of course, I can't even begin to comprehend the motives behind peoples' actions nor can I condone the masochistic tendencies likely of ( Read more... )

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( too skinny, poor proportions, primate jaw )

This is where I start and we begin. Where everything needs fixing, but nothing's really broken. Good-byes are only painful to the lucky and jealousy is pink instead of green. Flowers are ugly compared to the elderly and smiles are made of cheese--whichever cheese is your favorite (and you can switch between cheeses if you need a change). Every ( Read more... )

So, I'm tight on cash and currently perusing the assigned readings for my "Drugs and the Brain" course. What do these two things have in common ( Read more... )

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