woman

well... after an email conversation with rachel (and comments from the peanut gallery – jase), i'm having second thoughts about retiring my cuffs. good thing i have the freedom to do what i feel like, i can change my mind and so on. sometimes when i'm on the fence, i just need one voice telling me to do what i already wanted in order for me to pick a side.

i'm afraid he's going to ruin my life without even knowing it.

this evening i had a sandwich made with mayonaise that was 8 months past it's best before date. for some reason this gives me a sense of invincibility.

it's a crying shame that my hair always looks best right before bed.

sometimes i forget.
and then i'm reminded.
then i forget again.
then i'm reminded again.
then i forget AGAIN.
then i'm reminded AGAIN.

my body is borrowed
i got it on loan
for the time in between my mom and some maggots.