The barrier of perception....

Sunday, March 2, 2014

I find myself dreaming
about the you
who sits there quietly
waiting to come out
when someone is ready to see her.

Posted by MR at 1:43 PM

MR: illy philly; I flip consistently between silly blogs and Slate. I think it's a sign of maturity to admit when you're wrong. I have found that I often lose respect for people when I learn they're Republican. The only thing I can see myself doing is social work, but that doesn't mean I don't often wish I could be a trustfund baby with no worries other than my GPS breaking in my black on black Range Rover. And no I don't have either one. I’m not a quick forgive. I hated "The Pussycat Dolls" with a burning passion. We all knew they aren't actually singing and were only famous because they’re soft core strippers. This didn't stop me from downloading all their "hits". I will never judge you for your life choices, but you best believe i'll shit talk your jeans. I act like I'm tough, independent, self-sufficient and don't need anyone. Let's just label that as "dad issues", mmmkay?

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