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The Journal of Eli Skipp [030]
08/09/2007 01:09 a.m.
more scraps:
i have been caught unawares.
off guard.
this sweet stench of closeted skeletons,
it wreaks of the gods we've repeatedly denied.
it wreaks of drunkenness and crying out,
of exceptions and complications and draft dodging.
last night, i made up my mind.
these strangers who chase me back and forth are simply not for me.
they're not my problem.
they'd fuck me for blow any day of the week.
they've got preconceived notions.
anymore, i've got to work against what other people say to people i've never met.
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| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 08/09/07 at 01:50 AM Keep this plan:
"i've made up my mind
these strangers who chase me back and forth are simply not for me"
flowing strong. Whatever it is that's going on, keep some things in mind. Like, (observation) —everything I read from you shows nothing but your unique ability to see things clearly. Whatever is going on, you've got it beat. And you've got spirit and spunk on your side. And some very fine people who know you're worth rooting for.
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