UGH... forgot to pop my Lexapro last night... fucking weak. sometimes I do that and am super manic and fun. But every once in a while I just want to tell the world to fuck off, which is what today has been.
Most of the time I wish I had more people in my life, but days like this, make that desire seem like masochism. Since only one loved one is near, it makes comforting catpiles a non-event.
welcome to the fount of good poetry... all it takes is a good vocabulary and some measure of spite for everything...
Most of the time I wish I had more people in my life, but days like this, make that desire seem like masochism. Since only one loved one is near, it makes comforting catpiles a non-event.
welcome to the fount of good poetry... all it takes is a good vocabulary and some measure of spite for everything...
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I believe I like the insight into good poetry! Feels like good art