i feel like i have been getting more and more surreal. i'm living in my own little world, i'm living on my own little cloud. sometimes i think. i should not be left to my own devices for longer than five minutes.
honesty has not been a straightforward option. i've been settling for this much. i'll tire if i haven't already, i am sorry i am sorry i am sorry. i reckon i must say this every day. i am not used to being so guarded, or so forced. let me take my silence and sink beneath it. ella stop saying things already.
askew, you
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(giddy dreaming and amends-making and deprecating and feel-good wanting)
(i have made myself ea$ier to plea$e)
-a powerful moutain bike :(
-a pint of bailey's irish
-james; calvin and hobbbes comics
-a true chocolate eclair
-peanuts comics, foxtrot comics
-pearls before swine comics
just give me some good-feeling
-take music seriously
-dance
-(sincere) hugs, often
-less impersonal people to talk to
-honest and self-honest people to talk to
-a regular dose of live music
-to wander around cities in a foreign land
-giggling silliness
-gorgeous landscapes
