...the junk drawer of my mind... look if you want. you might find dreams scraps (maybe featuring you?), poem scraps, ideas unformed or abandoned, dried out sharpie pens, 37 cent stamps, lies and red-herrings, lip-gloss and assorted dangling and/or misplaced modifiers.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
What a stress-fest.
Sometimes I wish I had quicker (any) access to anger.
It always takes me about 24 hours and then I, "Well. Wait a minute. ... That sucks!"
I'm not really anxious to invoke my inner bitch, but geez. C'mon, Girlie!
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