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you’re like michael jordan of being a son of a bitch

i’ve found so much inner strength recently it’s threatening to endanger my relations to other people

the light inside has broken but i still work

and i will always be nicer to the cat 
that i am to you you you

i think my heart grew 6 sizes today

We tend to think very statistically about the future. And statistics tells us that it’s random. 

Pretend writing things on your arms makes you special. 

The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. 

i think life might be elsewhere

she’s lying, of course, but she knows I know she’s lying so that’s okay