February 2012
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You do realise it is Tuesday, which means I am legally obligated to answer all questions received with complete honesty.
“I had this dream that my life was a rolling canvas. Everyday it rolled off the...”
– Charles Martin, Chasing Fireflies
I think I have an over-eating disorder.
Seriously. My stomach is bottomless and I am constantly trying to fill it.
Eat eat eat eat.
It probably comprises 1/3 of my day.
January 2012
I love the smell of wood smoke.
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I hope you can find the good in this, too
Maybe the scariest thing to me is that where you used to be there is now a blank wall. It’s a dead end. But it is blank. And I do have paint.
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Urgh I don’t like what I just wrote. I re-read it and found so many flaws and contradictions and things I should have expanded on and made more clear. I don’t mean what I say. I didn’t use the right words.
I’m leaving it there though in case anybody wants to call me out on something. I like your point of view and it’s good for me.
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Fuck
I think I swear a pretty decent amount. My whole family swears. I’m pretty sure my brother’s first sentence was “fuck you george bush” (he was 3 and my uncle told him to say it).
None of the fucks have every been in anger though. It’s been in sarcasm and humour and sadness and happiness. Never anger.
So now I just think fuck is funny. Someone swears and I giggle.
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