my mom,
"i love my facist husband, but you, my dear, need to be more like everyone else," i hate her.
anyway- i really miss that mickey mouse watch.
wait wait actually honestly i've been missing some people. people who i'll leave.
or or people i had a good time with. like freshman year. i feel old. and what?
i can do oragami? then write a letter on it about it? a-com-plished.
how about i fold myself up, someone fly me across the room. and i'll land somewhere...
fucking new. put some wrist action into it, yea?