SPARECHANGE
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"you're like some college, liberal, now"
are u fucking kidding me?!
told him i actually thought of myself as a human rights, writer...
he called me a name that could cause me to b shot, by my own best friend.
are u kidding me...
i am myself. i believe in me. if anything, an independent... but an can't vote, anyway so what fucking difference does it make.
doods (head)... i am not always myself. i know this. the misspellin cat thing.... i was ashamed, humiliated and embarrassed by what i was responsible for saying to a friend, a half ... hour... earlier. i may not always hold the wheel.... but i had seen what i am responsible for. i felt awful. she trusts me... and when i returned... i made light of it, by pretending to b someone i am not. it actually never occurred to me, there was another cat in the room, until... the flip flop cat toy, comment and in a visual imagining of that... there was a mirror... and it occurred to me... my avatar.... is a fucking cat. swear to y'all... just like osh is mosh... a funny guy... when i had a problem he could snap his fingers n make go away.... i just fucking forgot what the man does. i don't c him that way. for whatever reason... and diesel mentioned he's into doods... he will always b a mud guy to me, but if my sandbox needed patching up...it wouldn't occur to me, that's what he does... and i mean the santa gig, diesel... not the mud. would never occur to me. besides that.... i don't hire my friends. ltr is an exception and believe me... i have played this off like i could give a shit... i am losing my ass in propane. my friend's afraid of heights... how u think imma feel if he gets hurt on my roof... a veteran... on his knees... on my account.
i walked away from friendship, with ptsd Steve... over him being on his knees n my home, on my watch. the symbolism for me... i cannot get passed.
how do u think larry the roofer would feel... if he saw I'd hired someone else. this gaping fucking hole is my reminder... daily reminder... my nemesis... my chance at cross tech, heat exchange, application.... wtf would u do. it may not b logic... may b my crazy... let it remain til my friend is dead, far as I'm concerned.
and how do u explain crazy, to your gurl. i know i don't make sense.
are u fucking kidding me?!
told him i actually thought of myself as a human rights, writer...
he called me a name that could cause me to b shot, by my own best friend.
are u kidding me...
i am myself. i believe in me. if anything, an independent... but an can't vote, anyway so what fucking difference does it make.
doods (head)... i am not always myself. i know this. the misspellin cat thing.... i was ashamed, humiliated and embarrassed by what i was responsible for saying to a friend, a half ... hour... earlier. i may not always hold the wheel.... but i had seen what i am responsible for. i felt awful. she trusts me... and when i returned... i made light of it, by pretending to b someone i am not. it actually never occurred to me, there was another cat in the room, until... the flip flop cat toy, comment and in a visual imagining of that... there was a mirror... and it occurred to me... my avatar.... is a fucking cat. swear to y'all... just like osh is mosh... a funny guy... when i had a problem he could snap his fingers n make go away.... i just fucking forgot what the man does. i don't c him that way. for whatever reason... and diesel mentioned he's into doods... he will always b a mud guy to me, but if my sandbox needed patching up...it wouldn't occur to me, that's what he does... and i mean the santa gig, diesel... not the mud. would never occur to me. besides that.... i don't hire my friends. ltr is an exception and believe me... i have played this off like i could give a shit... i am losing my ass in propane. my friend's afraid of heights... how u think imma feel if he gets hurt on my roof... a veteran... on his knees... on my account.
i walked away from friendship, with ptsd Steve... over him being on his knees n my home, on my watch. the symbolism for me... i cannot get passed.
how do u think larry the roofer would feel... if he saw I'd hired someone else. this gaping fucking hole is my reminder... daily reminder... my nemesis... my chance at cross tech, heat exchange, application.... wtf would u do. it may not b logic... may b my crazy... let it remain til my friend is dead, far as I'm concerned.
and how do u explain crazy, to your gurl. i know i don't make sense.
