like I can possibly care.
So boring I am nearly unable to stand up...
I thought, I hate this... Then I thought... That's not good to think. Maybe it's not true and maybe I will believe myself. Maybe I hate myself. I thought, I love this... I think, I love myself...
Emma and I sat in the break room, barely moving or making noise. I was reading about a fictional step-mother.
I tried to talk with Kathleen about futures...
I am listening to Liars - Mess
Rock and Roll ego.
Walking back from Pleasant Hill, Endless Nonsense.
It's 5 pm. Pat is asleep. I saw him for a minute when I got home an hour ago.
Time goes so fast.
Domino is on my bed. I saw a guy with three little dogs in front of Centennial Place. Pets are a waste of time. Every capable person needs to do all he, she or ze can do.
I saw that word, 'ze', on sexplanations. One day recently I watched a bunch of those videos. Dr. Doe seems real cool.
I watched 5 or so episodes of 30 Rock last night.
Very insane in what I do.
Everything mixed up. Very blank mind.
Stupid cake eating... WAste, wastes, wasting, wasted, waster.
Apologizer.
Boner.
Screw balls.
I like didn't know who I was, where I was, what I was doing, systematic robot, you know humans.
OK.
Why does this never help?
I walked with AAron. I keep trying not to cry and sometimes I smile and lauugh...
Moon cloud tree night. Hair eyes voice words are not made of language. Language expresses words.
And all. Bears. Shawn and Mom... happy to be happy
forgot. Oh well
deep than a friend then a forced interaction with a frightened stranger of all not even close to you or anyone ever
Tigers broke free, took my daddy from me. Most of them dying. Already for a new transition challenge. Multi-phase 4 dimensional pursuit plastic adult toys for dead brains to smell tidy fingers afternoons exchange possum lives for free time idle angler boat feet sailing sperm ocean wisdom dike sable coat surly courier adolescent ancients redefine grains keep teeth red red hoping smiles design attract circus purpose quit quiet label nose noise shirk appliance grace greet metal hearts.
That's accurate.
Tim Fite. Chelsea and Tim Wredberg should be here sometime. Hopefully he'll bring cat litter. I can hope. I can wait. I can't hold it in... any... any... more... {: haha little boy, Scrreaaammmmssss.... Be peace.
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