thinking

thinking
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Monday, March 15, 2010

And see, it's safe for me to write this...Ain't nobody in the fam half interested in what I got to say....And so good for me...I'll just say fuck 'em all!!!!!!! Boring asses....
Blech....Beige fucking walls.....Anal Retentive bullshit.
I can't get the goddamned cat down..
He's been there since last night...stupid ass.
Boring Boring Boring
Oh how i love my cocoon.
I shall be just like my grandmother who lived in the little ol house that my grandpa built.
Cedar panels inside, termite pocked.
Smelled like kerosene, and everything was old and dingy (din-gee?)
Like vaguely remember a faded hotpink kitchen, maybe lemon yellow?
Kerosene always makes me think of Agnes' house.
And she had this little ol porch where she'd housed some little weiner dogs....and a chiuaua named peanut
And in the last years she lazed about all day on an old sheet covered couch, drinking iced tea, watching cooking shows or game shows and completing crossword puzzles.
Her mother's another story...Not too much to it. Just a few weird observations.
This is bullshit.
I wish to live another life.
Nobody gives a shit.

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