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we stumble inside the house, my arm over his shoulder like a crane ready to snap up his body like a sack of sand if it falls. he’s drunk again. i watched him do it; i watched him take another and another glass of wine from the box. i watched his eyes as they would [...]

back to school, and hopefully work again in a couple of weeks. i’m hoping that weaseling my way through things will actually work this time. usually it doesn’t of course; of that fact i am perfectly aware. somehow, lying to myself is still bringing my mood up. just the prospect of *maybe* having some income [...]

I think.
This is cute

You should see it one day
Well .

SO Rhiannon I love how I’m baby sitting your chair

It’ll have much fun here

rocketroll.
you’re a
trolll
don’t do that when you don’t know the roll
you don’t
you don’t know the goddamn roll
you troll
FROLL

You reminded me of something that just happened just last week; I woke exceptionally late to meet a friend for drinks and when we were done we walked outside the bar and noticed the sky looked rather bleak; she wasn’t one to say goodnight and instead kissed me on the cheek as if to say [...]

I felt I lost it in the time it takes the sun to rise and shine, I must admit that lately I haven’t been good or even fine; there are words for people like me but I don’t think there’s very many. I’ve gained little to no control and I’ve decided to take life’s corners faster [...]