when it comes to money. I try to forget that it exists all the time. i try to pretend like what i do with it doesn't matter. really, it doesn't that much- i do pretty much what i want to anyway.
but a whole day sans cell phone... i think i learned a lesson. things i couldn't do because i had no money:
- talk on the phone.
- call m back. :(
- buy coffee.
i guess that's not that bad. i need to buy my plane ticket to visit n too.
i can't stop thinking about sex. i'm fantasizing about ppl i shouldn't be. and should be. r and i have been fucking like champs.
ectomorphing endomorphs burn paper for warmth in asylum beds while wondering where their mothers are no one to help you now the white walls scream not like there ever was
2.22.2005
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