well, not that old. last year, i guess.how long have i been using paper to scream my tritest or meanest thoughts?
my whole life?
that's my guess.
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- no! the day is NOT saved!
- my feelings are all glitter and gold and tarnish
- it's true. but it's a sad kind of truth.
- ruminations
- this is not the first time, so i neednt confuse my...
- because anyone can put on a suit.
- these arent my ideas
- emotions have teeth
- i make boys crazy / i attract crazy boys
- desire is not the moon
- My Night Gave Rise to New Rule
- thimbleful thoughtful
- people are so afraid to touch strangers
- i found this in my old notebook
- i have a black belt
- my normal is broken
- question me.
- my heart burns for you
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- thank you, internet, for being a marsh. a sticky, bug-infested swamp teeming with life, into which i can toss my most trite and most unappetizing thoughts to fester.
i need a place to purge.
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