I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.
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I’ve been thinking a lot lately. Maybe too much. The future is uncertain and terrifying and a relief all at once. To be honest I couldn’t be more ready to escape for a while.
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Tonight I watched The Royal Tenenbaums and it remains one of my favorite movies. It makes me have feelings. :/ Also, what a good soundtrack.
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