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Oh, I think you're standing on my left foot. It's hurting, but that's okay... 'Cause I'm in your way. You'll break that foot that you're standing on... I'll walk with the other one... My bone is still poking out under my toe, by the way. Ain't that a fuckin' laugh. That was a good fuckin' day. That was exactly what I needed. It's like a pool of blood on the street, streaming down into a sewer grate, glittered with a beautiful kind shame and loss. It was the greatest good I could ever hope for. Let it be without me. I can barely contain myself, I feel so good. I learned the truth, the truth! Perfect. It was perfect, it was the perfect state of mind. There was no performance. Everything was as genuine as I could have hoped. I forgot myself in all the right ways. It's everything it needs to be. If only everything was so peaceful, if only everything could satisfy. In me, there is a sadness that is so weak. It's so miniscule compared ...

It is absolutely possible to do the right thing for the wrong reasons. I would know a lot about that. I seem to do that a lot these days. Today has been a good day so far. I visited a friend today, and I met another friend in the process. Every moment I walk awake, I crave the next time I can have conversation. It is the only thing I look for in anyone, in anything. And I know when I've lost that sort of blessing. I never look the right way at people when they look at me. Right now, I'm cold, and tired. I am waiting to bid on a piece for a good cause. And I haven't eaten anything but graham crackers today. There was a kind, beautiful lady who shared her socials with me today. I didn't give her the right look when she waved at me. I was too cold and sore to smile, and I should have forced myself to smile. I don't feel like eating today. Everything is going well today. And that's why I cannot indulge. I have to seal away these blessings. I have to. My glycolic lev...