aficionado

Nobody understands anybody. never truly.
We hear and see only what we want.
If you empathize with me, I will empathize with you. but it HAS to be complete. it HAS to be total. NO BULLSHITTING.
We're all spinning around with blindfolds on, desperately trying to reach out for another soul.
-end platitude-

I need to get away from this fucking computer.

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Not unlike most aspects of life, the degradation and deterioration of a relationship is oftentimes something of which one has little or no control. Every connection inexorably meets its demise.

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I haven't posted a picture or anything of the sort in a while, so here's my new focusedly-challenged companion, Senor Toast:

He's a mighty pillar of toast at pencil eraser-sized proportions! hurrah!
He stands for truth, justice, and the pursuit of calzones.