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Mother in law

I hated her Loathed her I loved my wife But would have divorced her Just to smite that bitch

a pity

What a pity it would be to pass on from this life without ever having done [that]

Lance

I met him at his garage. I'd scheduled to have my VW in for service. He asked me what I was in for as I stepped out of my car in the lot. I told him. He said he was closed... for the day... maybe forever? He looked up and off into the sky. He seemed fine with it. Happy even. I've never had a more unusual experience at a car garage, in a good way. I liked this guy, Lance.

fam news

I was never very talented at explaining things to your faces, nor did I ever take much of a liking to the act. So I write you. Sorry in advance for being such an asshole, but it’s life... and one of the best things we have is the option to do anything. This is what I’m doing. This is my story...

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Two beautiful foreign girls on the late bus. Beautiful until one puked, holding it in a bit at first, her cheeks puffed out, before spouting it on the floor. We hit a red light and it rolled way up the aisle.

I said yes to her because truth was, as sad as the whole thing was, I liked the feeling of loathing my life, of loathing everything. That’s how things were for me then.

#familyman

What will I wear on my last day?

Will it be blue? Casual?

Or business?

My coworker make a not joke today.

He goes, “that sounds like fun, not.”

#notjoke

I don't get half as drunk at my new job as my last. Hell, it's a nonprofit!

The spanish mackerel... that little fuckin’ fish. By god that’s how it all started...

#northcarolina

cadence

That night I got very drunk with the logistics specialist and almost got into a fight with The Hunches guitarist.

I sink back into this plush pillow of depression

Or is it just a hangover

early

In 3rd grade, my teacher hated me. I was a bad influence, she said. I admit before session started I did drink from the bubbler and sway around the classroom saying "I'm drunk." It wasn't long before others were joining in. At the time I never totally knew the teacher hated me. It wasn't until I found a note in a drawer in my home years later talking about how bad I was in class. It had a nasty tone. It was amusing really. The teacher, she's dead now. It's okay with me.

My friends and I would trade basketball cards some mornings. Toward the end of the year my best friend cheated me out of a very valuable card. It was a dubious deal with "no take backs."

I dreamt last night that this same friend, now a grown ass man, stole a body of work I'd developed and wouldn't give it back.

He's a pastor now.

itch

8 years ago: I just really really want to find that sweet guy who will never use me and always love me and always respect me and never cheat on me.

Today: yah, like my husband’s great and all... he’s very sweet, he’s a great guy! But I really just want a man. Someone to toss me around and pound me.

It’s a curse to be beautiful. No one’s comfortable around you.

That stuuupid bitch! She shoulda just come to New Zealand with me.

Seattle: a good place to sit in a bar and drink until next mid July

#seattle

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