7:28 Tuesday Evening   Why do they Feel So Good the word "fuck" is so vulgar and crude, and yet it feels so fucking good coming out of the mouth. This word is so versatile, a noun, a verb, an adjective. It accentuates, displays anger, displays excitement, gets "the point" across... but once it comes out, as good as it felt to say, it always feels worse later because of guilt or self loathing. I'm sure there are better words out there. This word fuck is to be hidden away until times of extremes. ....i wish my dad didn't use it so often... I wish I was less poor. Why don't people give me money simply for being me? "oh you totally brightened my day, here's $1000, buy yourself a pizza." With money, I could get all the books at Powell's I want, and then get dinner at a fancy restaurant. I could buy crazy clothes at my favourite clothing exchange. With money, I could buy a well in Africa to ensure generations of clean water. I could send food to the starving people. With enough money, I could save the world. But right now, I'd rather have my books, fancy-shmancy dinner, and funky clothes.