Today the world treated me like a scarred cunt. And yet I feel very berry positive. Did I get some action you might ask? No, its been two years for me
and yet I think that even if I do get some, it won't help matters at all. Seriously, I love this life on earth, and I love philosophizing about it, but I experience these moments where I just feel ignored and then its like, who gives a fuck? Damn, that personality test was very damn accurate. I need attention, affection, and protection, but all I seem to get is rejection. But I havn't felt this way for at least a week now and I think the philly event just made it much better. I actually look forward to going to work, but I still have in the back of my mind that I desperately need change.


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propernoun:
Hm. Yep. You've always got tits on the brain.
burris:
The Wax W. was at the Madame Tussauds at the Venetian in Vegas...and I just walked out like it wasn't me how put that there.