Three Hundred and Fifty Eight

Baby you're a firework. C'mon show 'em what you're worth.

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Three Hundred and Fifty Seven

Dear Powers that Be,
Please ensure that all the universe conspires to make Tasmania my home from July to November of next year.
Sincerely,
Your favorite Deist

Three Hundred and Fifty Six

PARIS IN JUNE

TASMANIA IN AUGUST?

DEAR GOD.
THE POSSIBILITIES!

Three Hundred and Fifty Five

So, here I am.

And here we are.

Tell me about the future. Just, describe it a little for me.

Three Hundred Fifty Four

-I'm known to keep diggin' on existence-

YOU GO JASON MRAZ

you're the best you're the best you're the best you're the best GOOD JOB!

oh but really, aside from The Dynamo of Volition, he is so so so goooood in Butterfly:



you don't fold, you don't fade, you've got everything you need especially me, sister you've got it all.
dayum.gimme.somma.dat.

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OH ALSO.
I CALLED A TRUCE.
SOMEHOW I MANAGED THAT, I'M NOT SURE FROM WHERE I PULLED IT...
I THINK IT'S THE OTHER PROSPECTS THAT SEEM TO BE AIDING MY RECOVERY.
: 3

Three Hundred Fifty Three

Relationships are not guessing games.

God this is such a waste.

Also.




I had a hallucination last night in the midst of sleep/dreaming I "awoke" to the idea that mold was growing all over my ceiling and if I went back to sleep that I would breathe it in and die. So I sat at the edge of my bed and waited for a long time, staring up at the ceiling looking for it, but I finally went back to bed... very apprehensively... after I made some sort of rationalization that I'd made the whole thing up while sleeping.

Three Hundred and Fifty Two

HEY,
JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE AN IDIOT WHO CAN'T REMEMBER A DATE THAT YOU INTIATED, DOESN'T MEAN MY DAY HAS TO BE SHITTY.
[the cookie monster blows you out of the water]

Three Hundred and Fifty One

damn.
this.
funk.
is.
awful.