some things are so unfair, you know? like how raph isn't allowed to be friends with tom because her best friend used to smooch him. even though they have so much in common. hasn't the world learned by now that the more you try to stop something from happening, the more likely it is? socially, at least. can we not continue our search for kindred spirits and not hinder others in theirs? history is a funny thing we cling to.

my feet are scaly and peeling. i know that i need new shoes, but i cannot commit.

who are these people i surround myself with, the ones who are not reliable? is it because of drugs? can people being good people make up for other faults? should i be burning a candle above a pile of newspapers?

my eating habits still don't make sense, but then, when have they ever past the age of fourteen? my body goes in and out like a rubber band being pinched and i like it but my detestation of bathing suits continues. one can always do more, even when there's no more to do.

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last five entries:
blisters and bruises - 03.18.08
dorsey - 03.13.07
finding peace - 02.02.07
unintentional clean slate - 09.11.06
natural born cyborg - 06.23.06