Dear World,
It's Caleb. It's odd how open I am. It really is. For all the more I've been kicked and yet I stand. It's my strength and my strength alone. My will and my will alone. I'm awesome, and I love myself, and I have nobody to thank but me!
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
It's cold in October when you're a dying plant
Dear world,
Fuck you.
I sat outside today in the cold. I used to be admired for my beauty, and now I'm spat upon. The sun no longer gives me life. I am withering, and nobody cares to nourish me. Fuck you.
-Plant
Fuck you.
I sat outside today in the cold. I used to be admired for my beauty, and now I'm spat upon. The sun no longer gives me life. I am withering, and nobody cares to nourish me. Fuck you.
-Plant
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