Sunday, December 2, 2012

two hundred-nineteenth.

dear (k)you,

the little boy has been a regular in my dreams that i've decided two seconds ago to not let it affect me anymore.

the last time i let this affect me, i had a major weight loss (which, incidentally, wouldn't be so bad. but NO).

but last night's dream was the worst i think. because it lasted the longest. and it probably was the closest to what was possible?

i don't know. i don't like it.

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