Mar. 1st, 2013


I want so much to not be cynical.  I want to look up into the sky every morning and feel my heart lace through the sunshine; to cup my hands around transcendences like a Douglas Coupland girl.  I want to hopscotch over the bad things on a string of generosities, and thus find my way to shore.

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You know I'm working on Indestructible by the sound of unmitigated sobbing coming from behind the laptop.

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