we went we worked we worshiped war

by parapara
FUCK. I had this nice, long, deep entry all written out as I went along. It was all real. All right of the tip of my tongue. I shook. I erased it, and I exclaimed. I exclaimed, "put your hands up in the sky, bigshot. It was mine." God, and its not a normal part of me. I don't exclaim things and I don't start anything with obscenities. It's not right, it just wasn't right.
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maybe you should exclaim more often. I like to send my words off the overpass, through the cars, and into the great lakes. (or something).
what I really want to say is that I think This is all Great. You should be proud.
I like the one about the demons and the strawberries. I hope it's true.