saturday shit and shit

[kindof_blue]

its not cold here, not by any sort of realistic standards. its not even slightly chilly. its a cool fifty degrees or so with about a ten mile-per-hour wind kicking up and out every ten or twenty seconds. then why is it that my skin tightens up and pricks out like its the dead of winter as i drag my feet down the vacant walkways. the regimen of

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[professorpink]

i really like your analogy about the apartment building. and also the dead lightbulb and candy wrapper business. i really can't read books, but if you wrote one and if katy wrote one i would read them and i think enjoy them, but possibly not understand them.

[leopardandlamb]

stop it stopppp it. you can read books, and even if you don't typically enjoy doing so, you can fucking absolutely understand them. a smart bird, you are.

[mostnights]

no comment about me writing books, huh? well fine... jerk...