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12.7.05

fow-fow

here are some things which are alarmingly overpriced:
batteries
film for cameras
hairdye
fucking innocent fucking smoothies in those tiny fucking little bottles form the new fucking bakery in tetbury.

i'd marry tom waits' voice but really i wouldnt because it wouldnt come to that, it'd take me in its arms and be like "awwuh, hey girl" (i love when people call me girl) and whisk me away for some torrid affair in jazz clubs full of glowing blue smoke and empty yellow glasses at three in the morning.
i hate when people say three-ay-emm instead of three-in-the-morning or three-oh-clock sometimes.

i feel strange now. well not strange (strange reminds me of for some reason today getting out of swimming pools) i just feel kind of not sure how you feel. and you. and you! okay so im not sure how a bunch of people feel. earlier i went to sleep and felt really nyam when i got up and then this feeling kept happening but now for some reason i feel kind of used up, and like, old and everything i am thinking is oolld and my head is sort of, what, not that nice to you guys maybe. well you especially.
tell me i am wrong.

the other people never look here so allows them.
oh, ho, ho.
im making you something too. but it isnt the secret.

look haha i made it like a letter to you.
hahahaha

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