scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


9.11.06
so i have the sword of damocles just sort of making lazy little ellipses, twisting in the breeze, like a tiger filled with ennui. At some point this was all implicity agreed upon. and, also, there's really nothing i can fucking do about it, is there, then?

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