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I Am Simply Looking For A Companion With Whom To Spend My Days, A Companion Who Will Cherish As Much As I The Stupidity Of Living In The Moment, And Spend Every Dull, Amazing Second With Me.

I Think What Can Be Most Shameful Or Embarrassing Is When Our Bodies Broadcast A Secret We'd Prefer No One To Know. This Is Why I Hate Rashes, In Particular Face Rashes.

I Think There’s A Lot Of Threshold Weeping. Like, Am I Doing This? Am I Really Wearing This Out In The World? My Daughter Is Very Much Like That. She Will Put Clothes On And Her Clothes Just Make Her Beside Herself. They Make Her So Sad Sometimes. And You Do Realize You Feel Betrayed Sometimes By Your Own Clothing. You Put Something On That Usually Protects You And Makes You Ok, And Sometimes You’re Just Not Fit For The World And Even Your Best Pants Can’t Overcome That Feeling For You.

A Logic Proof Is: You Get A Starting Point And An Ending Point, And You Have To Get There Through All These Different Steps And Tautologies. I Approach Novel Writing That Way. When I Get To The End I Have To Go Back And Connect Everything.

I Spend Far Too Much Time On Ebay Buying Lamps And Upholstery Remnants.