honesty

[genericallyloud]

For the past three days i have been standing at the edge here waiting. The television is a poison and a tax break to the ready to riot parts inside of my body. I keep waiting for something to happen the way that a person waits for a sneeze to come. I'm drinking another margarita. indeed who's the alchie now! i don't think its me, though the

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[kitchen]

hi sweetheart. you're one of the most fantastic of persons, and one of my most beloved. you're on the notebook of love, even! i myself was curled up into a tiny ball on my couch today chanting "everything is wrong" and with doom coming in all around me, while kate and carmichael were playing music in the other room, and then they came in and i kept imploding. the tv told me that there's no such thing as poor people according to a groundbreaking new study, at which point i threw things at it (nothing satisfying) and turned it off and imploded some more. i was motivated for three weeks, had an intensely fantastic four or five days, and this is how i pay for it, i suppose. point being, i have the utmost of confidence that it will come back to you.