"you don't care about school or work or what i do..."
we are in the car, "no, i don't care what you do for money. i don't care what money you make ...
"no, i know you don't. it isn't that. i can't explain it."
i understand the compliment you are trying to give me but i also get a suspicion that you are using me to learn how to be a dropout.
i don't know, it isn't a choice.
if it is, it is a bad choice.
maybe, i don't know.
a holistic body healer woman told me in whole foods that i should stop saying i am sorry and should get rid of my insecurity because it is causing me digestive problems and i said ok i will im sorry and she recommended a 27-dollar bottle of powdered enzymes and i bought it.
what the fuck?
i have been keeping a calendar for signs that I Am Alive that include such activities as
i wrote that bio, i did my laundry.
i talked to david on the porch like forever
6:39pm. "if u feel like tryin a day this week, i will match you. sober to sober. dont kill yourself i need you, sorry if that is creepy and selfish. love is stupid but loneliness is impossible."
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