dear renee,
04/08/2009 08:09 p.m.
we have not done this in a while. I think we need to sit down and talk about your ego / because it is beginning to effect the... universe. There's a complicated yet ironically simple theory that something as small as a butterfly can conquer continents, consonants and convalescence, can cause incontinence and constant consistancies to crumble.

how to put this delicately, your ego though just as delicate, is much bigger than a butterfly wing and i'm not trying to be mean /// i, mean, i'm not trying. I'm writing you this in hopes that we can tttt tt ttt ttt ttalk about your inability to relate to people of my mentality.

i get punched-drunk and sucker-punched by this moment so often, and i get so sidetracked from thinking that i can think my way back into the moment /// i get so dizzy from falling off myself that i forget that people like you are my parachutes /// and i forget from leaving myself behind so often, i forget that your ego is just your confident way of saying, *hey stupid, i've got you by your shoulders, i'm right here, when you need me, i'll be open and we'll fall,.,, together... slowly.*

with fidelity & infatuation_
phrancis