Christmas crisis
i am SO strong right now. i swear that i am. i'm talking artemis and her silver bow strong here. i don't need a stupid little boy to call me. i'm used to being alone and sometimes it's what suits me best. i love myself way more than anyone else on this earth can so pleasing myself comes first. you wanna treat me bad? fine, get out of my life so i can use that space to do something productive and worth my time.
if only i believed all of that shit a little bit more right now. i'm on gURL.com playing with the cybersweetie generator, i'm watching Forest Gump saying how much of a REAL MAN tom hanks is and how much i want to marry someone like that. i'm eating slightly emotionally. i daydream about marriage all day and masturbate in the shower (not that i didn't do this religiously anyway).
i'm so young; why am i having a crisis on Christmas? i'm going to go shower.
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"Lord Thou pluckest burning."
Labels: occasion, philosophy, quirkiness, the sad

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