October 26, 2009|
It makes sense for filtered water. to be what I drink. I saw the dust and dog hairs on the top, I thought of how they would not get in. Obsessive-compulsive disorder is a filter. it protects me from my mother, it also makes me a prisoner
trying to think of a girl i know, and how she smiles, how she has a beautiful smile. it makes me happy to see her smile. i hope i don't fall in love with her. she is too young.
still a bristling cat. bristle bristle
think of smile. think of being outside of computer room with people who haven't had a chance to hurt me. think of these things. think of smile