Almost-Nonsensical Journal Entry of Yorn:

[honeylocustmoth]

Wet the page. My pen lifted its leg. I trail behind it with a zip-lock and a spatula. My mouth really is the worst though (with my brain as its accomplice). I'm catching it all the time. It opens and turds come out, weightless and floating, like smoke stacks - except they don't disappear. I'll step in one down the road some other year and try

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[melissatattoos]

I stepped in it a couple times last week. I dunno what the problem is between my brain and my mouth. I'm so comfortable with being honest, that I don't notice until it's too late that I'm honestly being a bitch, or saying hurtful things. Rich worries that in my old age, i will get too loose of a tongue, and he compares it to Nana. The scary part is that I see the correlation.