I am still with my rugged immigrant boyfriend.

However - I shouldn't have done what I did, now he's in love.

I am my mother's only one.

& your regional 'lisp' and weathered hands turns me inside out.

We are prisoners in our own apartment. Held captive by some monstrous whore and some disgusting lease.

old: dog, house, car, debt
new: debt, university, apartment, boyfriend, sunburn, utensils (okay - they've been slightly used), fancy grants and scholarships

and i'm getting laid off! but i'm fine with it.

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"Although men are accused of not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes there is a vein of gold which the owner knows not of."
Jonathan Swift

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so,
instead of this guy

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