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- I'm a horrible, horrible person.
- Like that long, slow ride up a roller coaster.
- I have a lot to think about. But first, I need to ...
- All I'm saying is . . .
- You paint the light and not the dark.
- I think there's crack in my peanut butter.
- I wish my mouth made words as well as my fingers do.
- I'm just telling you what I want to do, not asking...
- If this is a roller coaster, would you please hold...
- Later, whenever that is.
- What if it hurts?
- To my Person:
- I smell like smoke and french toast. Not a good co...
- We built castles of flame and wove baskets of fire...
- I wrote a journal entry I couldn't post here but:
- Self-therapy in three-two-one:
- They lie to me so casually, as if I am some ignora...
- What would you say, I wonder, if I told you this?
- I am not smooth and whole, but I will keep you war...
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