right now lost pieces of my furniture are in the homes of two people that make me want to kick babies.
goodbye couch.
[you were my favorite]
goodbye love seat and pretty green rug.
[love seat. dry amount of hilarity there.]
goodbye dresser.
[guess you got tired of all the shit i put in you]
its a strange thing.
that we keep objects of other people.
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.and i have the blogs to prove it.
[not so good with the eye contact]
.i am a strange person.
.and i have the blogs to prove it.
.i blame the razors.
.older.
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too easy to fool. and too easy to lead. most times its easy to take the advantage and run with it. but in the end it makes the fun part seem lacking and less filling.
where is the good part of being on the floor beneath.
being the one with a thousand pennies and no paper.
the one with all the will and no power over it.
hm. some powers are rather lacking it seems.
taking over the weak leaves us with that fake floaty head and way to much time to gloat all alone to the walls.
where is the good part of being on the floor beneath.
being the one with a thousand pennies and no paper.
the one with all the will and no power over it.
hm. some powers are rather lacking it seems.
taking over the weak leaves us with that fake floaty head and way to much time to gloat all alone to the walls.
3 comments:
this reminds me of college days, when we used to borrow furniture from friends in the other rooms down the hall without actually asking for it. Ours was borrowed on occasions to, which wasn't funny at all.
oh thank goodness for you ab. for a minute there i thought no one was reading and for a narcissist like i that would be devastating.
hah. what an asshole i am.
for me it hurts much much more to see images of your furniture on the internet and seeing faces you used to know and furniture you used to own frolicking with new faces and having fun without you.
thats where i am i guess.
lamesville. population me.
Someone once said to Emily (Dickinson, long since dead)
"You spoke so often of leaving souls to Death. Losing them to living is worse."
skn
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