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WHERE DO YOU CARRY YOUR LOVE?
ON YOUR SHOULDERS
you hold your love on your shoulders; a weight to bear but one you're not crumbling under. love for you is heavy, big- it makes up everything, the world is comprised entirely of love and you know it. this can make you feel smaller than you'd like to, like you have an obligation to be a part of it, or maybe an obligation to create a love so massive it marks itself as different- greater, a task to take upon yourself. but doesn't all love feel different? and isn't all love great?
Me: IT TOOK ME EIGHT HOURS BUT I PLANNED OUT THE CHARACTERS. I CAN START WRITING.
Me: *writes the*
Me: Alright, that's enough for now. Don't want to overdo it.
You never outgrow the landscape of your childhood.
Joyce Carol Oates, We Were the Mulvaneys
Some chick at the party: *talking about dick size*
Jaime: it ain't about the size if the pencil, but how you write your name with it *nudges me*
Me: *sighs* *facepalm*
Jaime: that bitch just mad cause she know I be carving my name in all day hahah

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MSP FAN PAINS #75
When a friend wants to become a fan and you have the option of just giving them the National Treasures cds, but you give them a bunch of individual albums instead, because they can't miss out on anything.
During a Period Uterus: I hope you didn't like those underwear. Stomach: EAT ALL THE THINGS! Emotions: I don't care that you were crying your eyes out ten minutes ago, that was fucking funny. Now go act like you're high until I see something that pisses me the fuck off. Stomach: ESPECIALLY THE CHOCOLATY THINGS! Uterus: Also I've decided to act like something's constantly punching me. I hope you don't mind. Me: why