i love you

do you love me? am i worth it? do you like the way that i whine/wine, you swine!? do you like how i throw pennies into puddles just so that you can pick them up? i want you to dive into the puddle and pick them up with your nose.

you like to squeeze me like the charmin like how the commercial tells you that you can. sometimes you squeeze me so that i can't sleep, or that there is a sliver of bed for me to rest thsi weary head.

the books in the apartment are overlapping us, i am not sure that they all mesh. i want to re-arrange them by color, i hate the alphabet. i hate orderly order. in order.

i love red wine that's dry like my tongue. i hate when the fruit drips out of the corners of my mouth, and you pluck a berry like it's the last.

i remember picking up cherries from the dirty sidewalk. i loved eating them just so that i could spit out the bits o' pits.

omg. how did you know?

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what rob has done to annoy me today

he slept until NOON.

he snored.

and he won't help me bring the excess junk from my room to the basement! and i found gross EARPLUGS on the floor.

god.

I am this kind of scenester

but i am not really a scenester. my soul is sucking and moving away.


you are an annoying "sassy" 50's
flashback scenester. you talk about dancing at
shows a lot but rarely ever do it. you buy
vintage clothes, and you listen to the faint
which makes you retarded enough.


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i haven't even bought a record that i really really really like in a really really long time.

i am going to rob's house today. i ams ure there will be a million things to complain about. maybe we'll even break up.

rob farren blows goats

and that's the truth, sister.

i am sorry

i am not ignoring you. i am just really that busy.

i've given notice

so i guess that's that. sort of an end of an era.