the more time i spend with out the more i realize i don't hate people because i am mean and evil, i hate them because they are. one would think it is common courtesy for a 6'5 man to apologize for trampling a 5'6 girl, but that isn't the case. i've been feeling tragically invisible lately

i think it would be splendid if i could find a friend who would waltz with me on the blue carpet in the lower half of my house. the squirrels and the trees make for a kind and appreciative audience, and the backdrop of falling leaves and bare mountains cannot be beat

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