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A feeling of suicidal ideation. It's taken over my day, right on schedule. It's something I know I can get through, thus I'm shooting emails to the right folks. Sort of an arrow through the fog, it'll land somewhere at least. To my eyes, the steed is a touch too sizeable to be missed. A unit like this will stretch into the corners if you try to look away, y'know. Give In That's all I can think about. "Me" ain't enough, is what I'm feeling. It wasn't that lady or what she said, no. It was my friends. My family. It was the look in their eyes. I see something they haven't a word for yet, on this side of the pond. Gatter might call it Hassliebe . Love-Hate sort of thing, y'know. That's still not what it is. Some kind of pity, some kind of contempt, but there's a sort of love that doesn't translate well to the received. It's when you can hear it in their voices, that the feeling comes back. It never really dies. It can...

They got my number! All of those songs, I'm in the algorithm! It's on me. I gotta diversify again. What's different about the mix I've got? Alanis, Patti, Blossom, Warda, Jefferson, Sk1n, Loggins, BOC, Lydia, Kino, Cleaners, Carpenters, DAM, MC5, Judee, Chinese Football, Broadcast, Audrey, Nina, and Willie. I'm a poser, having fun! Tout doux, tout doux, tout doucement Toujours, tout doux, tout doucement Comme ça La vie, je la comprends N'allez jamais trop vite Vous avez tout le temps Attention à la dynamite Prenez garde aux volcans À ces jeunes énervés Qui ne savent pas aller The weekend has turned out unproductive yet refreshing. Everything happens! Nothing happens! Nothing is expected! I found myself enjoying life. I received a reading from a friend. I am teaching myself to believe in the promise of myself. I've all the confidence in the world to do it! I'm thinking less. Loosening up. To be less of anything at all allows for a social miracle. Every bl...