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I don't know if god created people, or if science created people, or if people created people. All I know is that I create.
Driving driving driving. "Are you going to register for classes this fall." "I wanted to register for classes this summer." "Well..." and it went on as we drove on.
There were lenses hidden in the eyes. They could see everything I've done, and they'll see everything I do. I should be ashamed, but instead I'm invigorated.
If she knew what her element was, she wouldn't have to go through all this bullshit. On her worst days, she feels like she's not good at anything, and is too embarrassed to deal with people. On her best days, she pretends she finds her lack of self-awareness liberating, but she can only keep the facade for so long.
One of the worst feelings in the world is holding your dog-less leash while your untrained dog runs blissfully unaware in the street. It was an accident. I kept calling for him, but I just can't compete with the freedom of the open road. God damn leash that unhooks on its own.
Lese is the best fictional brother a fictional girl could ask for. Out of her hair, but still matters in her life.
There are so many cringe-worthy memories I've tried to forget. Most of them aren't even that bad, but in my head, I remember them being terrible and traumatizing, and much worse than they really were.
I wish I didn't remember when I was at the town pool when my age was still in single digits. I misheard an announcement about adult swim being over. I blissfully jumped into the pool, thinking my just-made pool friends would follow me, but I was alone, in the pool, during adult swim.
I care too much about empathy to be secure. I like to think that I'm empathetic to peoples feelings, I think it's really just that I'm too insecure to form an opinion and stick with it. I've never been good at defending myself, and I don't want to argue anymore.
Newspapers used to get the scoop. Now it's all blogs. I miss when newspapers were still relevant. I just love Sunday mornings, eating bagels, drinking coffee, (It's a Sunday, so I'll let myself use half&half) and I'll read a tangible newspaper.
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