all hyped up to sober up. today I'm not at school. last night i threw up everywhere and this morning circling around 5 i threw up again. I'm a notch away from decomposition. he said " if you cant describe something in words, our own people can't understand each other" if you can make an honest connection between someones shoes and the length of their stride you'll be able to realize the emptiness between life and mystery. fhewww that is incredible. i increasingly find myself repeating the word America when referring to everyone around me. i should be a coach or athletic director sport fitness for the olympics. i do like the colors red white and blue. and i do like the states floating below it. and i no longer like othello and i no longer watch the Flintstones or collect stones, but i remember playing barbie. that's why i was so taken ah back when i saw a barbie van on chestnut-- a life sized pink barbie van license plate titled: kenzie. i creamed my pants.
too much of everything can kill you like jack in the beanstock running from the big bad wolf.run from me and ill give you your moneys worth.
the greatest thing about having too much of something is openly highlighting the extra flavor with precision and color. it wins the game. you can see the temper growing with the greed and all its obscure crannies and the accessories that rise while bouncing alone. WELCOME WELCOME MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE
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