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Today I really like my bangs

since I think I am pretty to you.

Isn't it good to be in love? Isn't it rash of me to not find an impeccable metaphor? I feel shaky anxiety in my ribs, and I check the clock until it bleeds my favorite numbers =

I've

not

done this since my last patient. You said you liked the dark white placid texture, and 90s rock softened our tears into blurred violet againt lime. Willow-paper for blinds. It's the Decemberists, baby, and it's so cold it's sweet.

Can you believe I want to go all-out just for you?

Chronicles of soap

[I want precious, exotic-scented pieces adorned in gold foil and sweet pink chiffon wrap. But that's not what I mean, no.]

I mean, oh, how I should read those desperate housewives-type novella, with the girls who indulge in guilty pleasures and buy $500 shoes just on impulse. I can dream to be seamless.

I'm gonna write a book, I swear, and it's going to make money. Twenty-somethings are gonna drool over what perfume Miss Daniels sprays on her panties, and the tea she spiked will be a best-selling flavor at Starbucks. I can be multi-national if I please. I can make characters with tart, rich lives. I'll put the spice on the rack.

I want everything because it's all about taking.

Yet, it's damp under my eyes at night, from all the giving. The psychological giving. Feeding. Intellect.

no correlation

One soft fuzzy touch against green sweater.

I've got uncertain palms and motives shooting up into the roof, fueled by alcohol and disorder.

Pin the poppet.

//You sang Forty-six and two, the chromosomes swirling about, the shadow - third evolutionary phase, self-sex, and the AC. We all want to penetrate walls. A thin strawberry smell collaborates a wave in front of my screen, and I reminisce of the time I almost plunged into a school for the head.//

Where'd that special woman go?

Her and her drunkard friend, the one with rose blossom cheeks and a bottle of sweet red scotch... They've been loose from me since I tainted a motorcycle with my presense.

Ignore the smoke,

Ignore the smoke

this is crap.