Do you remember when twenty-one years was old?

Thing 1, thing 2, thing 3, thing 4567, your ambitions are gone.
you're ruining everything that was once good in your life.
do you want to look back on your life in your eldest of years thinking everyday was merely the same?
but this overly repeated day had no significance to it, there's really not much to think back to, is there?
thing 1 and thing 2, relax! pussy will come when you just let it, otherwise your stuck with the kind you inevitably don't want.
other things, what are you doing! you are an apocalypse just waiting to happen. the most cosmic of cataclysm

i had more to rant about you guys but nothing worth writing down, it's kept in my head somewhere collecting dust with the other ransom thoughts that have never been released.
i find it better that way.

these are the most words i've publicly written in weeks, and to be honest i don't know what good this will even do. i don't know how any of these words would please anyones eyes. they aren't so attractive to even me. but it's one of those things where you just think, eh, i wanna do it.

i haven't seen desiree since halloween and i miss her quite a lot, that will be fixed today i suppose so hooray for catching up. i love her so!
i went to beaufort this morning for an appointment, woke around 7:40 am.
you know, getting up early is the new sleeping in.
i feel more rested then when i sleep til 1. isn't that the oddest? bodies just do surprising things like that, they can really be miraculous things. i mean...we have HUMANS come out of our vaginas. have you ever thought of that as just a really bazaar concept? i mean, we see these significant or lower than low people and i dont think we realize that they were inside someone else. in a non sexual way.
i think it would make more sense if there were plants sprouting out people then people coming out of ...me.
think about it, you go to the store and select how you want your person. size, hair, personality. then you grow it and they just erupt from these gooey leaves, as babies of course. i mean everything starts out small anyways.
but no

we come out of vaginas.



"while you are away, my heart comes undone. slowly unravels, into a ball of yarn."
the day you are here is the day i want more than anything.