too tired to write poems, take pictures, be creative at all. i work and i sleep and i update facebook statuses. i tweet. i feel sorry for smoking so much, for swearing when there are children around. too many carbs. too much sugar. i should buy pears and peaches and cut them into stars and squeeze lime juice over them. i hope for tomorrow to be a snow day. i need to write and edit and throw pieces away, and by throw them away i mean press delete and let them sit in my recycling bin for years and feel safe knowing they'll never really be gone. remember paper?
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