Something not to do if you're me:
Tell yourself you can have a piece of candy
if you'll go down stairs and get a pack of cigarettes
then when you get there and go over to collect your candy
you say: "Tricked ya", and laugh one of those dismissive little
snide laughs. Even though it's you, it still makes you feel like shit.
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Am I homely and pathetic?
Yes!
Am I embarrassed, humiliated?
Yes!
But I am not ashamed.
Loneliness wears away at you.
It is
so convenient
to compress everything
into one thing:
Money
Did I say money? I meant Power,
I mean
Slavery.
I write to con. I sell my self.
I sing the body
of the body.
My 15 meg of fame -
They'll make a movie of my blog
I will wear a uniform
and a have a giant wallet
I'll be on TV, and everyone will be in my blog
My blog is going to save the world!
Why else would I write this nonsense?
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