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[ohblast]

YOU'RE JUST ON THIS HOUSEWIFE HIGH - lysol, mr clean, windex - and there is shit strewn all over your room. you want to throw it all away and become a minimalist, but maybe you'll need it, of course you'll need it

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[postmodfacade]

i wish i knew what you were talking about but i like "you want to throw it all away and become a minimalist, but maybe you'll need it, of course you'll need it. " alot

[ohblast]

i don't know what for.

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[papercuttongue]

You have perfectly chrystalized a momentary emotional state, and for the moment you are perfect as crystal.

[acircumcision]

It sucks when your day gets flushed to shit from an open cold sore.

I wish I had some advice to push you on your way, but I am constantly in this same position (and, it seems, this position has become a slope).

The best thing to do is rape-masturbate yourself to tears until your energy has been depleted to the point where you can't remember what you were mind fucked over about to begin with.

No, I'm just kidding.

Love isn't a thing we hold onto.

[ohblast]

i cant masturbate.
catholic guilt.

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[acircumcision]

I knew a girl like that and she sat on overly active dryers.

I don't know.

I'm Catholic too. It's hard feeling bad for wanting something you need.

It's like not being able to drink water anymore.

Religion has raped us all the gift of being human.

[papercuttongue]

Ah, Ms. Ohblast. I relate to this more than you'd care to know.
Grist from an old emotional grab-bag.
I've got one of those bags too. Several, in fact (this guy never gets the housewife high. what a slob.).
In my bags, in addition to personal writings, I throw all the treasures I pick from the street. Sometimes it's a shopping-list. Sometimes it's a break-up letter. I've got one bag devoted to torn in half pictures. It's amazing how easy it is to find both halves of torn-in-half pictures, even on windy days.
What I like about the emotional content in all that baggage is the low-cost time travel it provides. Sure it can be trying at times, but immediate transport to where ever (and who ever) moulded the
experience? Invaluable to a dynamic life.
Smile now and save it. Keep it in your pocket 'til you need it.

it still IS in my pocket.

[ohblast]

i like you.

[sluttyforcats]

this is quite possibly my favourite post of yours.

[ohblast]

thank you, v.

[papercuttongue]

Yo, I agree. I've already written to ohblast about this post, but I just had to reply to your positive feedbacking.
Even though I don't (as the real-life folk say) know Ms. Oh, this posting contains the true, emotional gut-punch. The honest, stultifying pummell of happenstance burrowing into, and thus burying, the "light as air" superficiality of day-to-days.
I la-la-la-love it.

[ohblast]

MY HERO.
thank you.
thank you so much.