moving the crap down the page.

spose i should take the ones from the stilted forum too but i dunno, not wanting to yet. let's see how much more i can lose. i trouble you because of this, i trouble that sense of how in the fuck could you have heard charles manson sing? when i tell you an ex lover searched for the music and found it you were like what kind of men have you been dating/ and what do you see in me? i had to think a minute to remember that you are different from them because tonite i could see your pirate your poet so well. i guess it was a good weekend wasn't it?

and ahab, when he came home from sea,surely there was a wife waiting for him surely there were spaces he had to put away the harpoon, the sea and the whale, perhaps in the shop to which his wife sent him for a bolt of calico and a pound of table salt. surely there was a chest which he buried so deep even he forgot about. i see it. in you. the question remains, do you want to dig that up or are you ok now, with your suv, your crackling dreams, your vellum career? cuz i've got a shovel or a pick axe. i got a trowel, i have a seed. i can pretty much water that or help you with the hard work. if i want to. somedays i do. feeding my ex the fireworks, that was only symbolic but i tell you, it was liberating as fuck. but still, the moon. and as you say, women are wishy washy. i say it's all about being able to change to adjusting circumstances. i can outrationalize you right not, but then i've had practice in the neorationalization school attended by the finest political spin men out there, bloggers...

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