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[mypetelegy]

The way you live disgusts me she said. We were on a Ferris Wheel. I could change all of that I said. Now that's really disgusting she said & she turned her face from me like she was returning to the surf like she said to the conch shell it would be okay with me if you closed around me I've seen enough.

Comments

[paperhouse]

man, these are so brutal. i love them.

you said you were needing help, do you mean drawings? i could bug zoe (/haroldpenis) about it if you like. though they feel somehow complete on their own.

[mypetelegy]

i have go both ways. sometimes i think think think the visual. but then sometimes i figure it's bitter enough as is. they are pretty nasty though aren't they? kind of fun to write for a tiny audience again. there are zero expectations.

[paperhouse]

ha, i was going to tell everyone in my journal about this but i guess i'll let you enjoy the quiet while you can

escape into story

[mypetelegy]

tell em all! honest. i think the zero expectations come down to this not being well 'my life & how horrible it is.'

[jourdannex]

We are like just dust behind you man. These are amazing.

[mypetelegy]

You could never be anything other than diamond dust hon. But I'm no jeweler. I'm just hacking up the alphabet. Because I mean sick or not- what else am I going to do? It is weird to write here though. It's like a private zoo or something. No one followed from Scribble's Magical Kingdom. Livejournal's least popular ride. The sadness. But I'm quite happy here. Telling my nursery rhymes to the dark.