Sunday, August 20, 2006
It's all about you
As self involved as a Siamese cat you lick yourself with a pretentious tongue of self-obsession. You preen yourself with art and high society pidgin philosophy. No one wants a chunk of your flesh. In your head you live, looking out of a hole the size of your anal sphincter. You are a pinhole photograph of yourself, holding a pose in beautiful black and white. Contrived self-deprecation you speak with a smile and a coy flick of the eyes, I know you are a lie. Does anyone know but me?
¶ 2:21 pm 
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Erm it is :) I don't think you've seen me angry! *growl* hehe! Admittedly it's not all that often...xxxxx
Question is then... have you told THEM?
And exactly, it's not often at all! Normally you seem quite able to rise above.
xx
And exactly, it's not often at all! Normally you seem quite able to rise above.
xx
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: 9:23 am
It's someone I don't know very well and I don't care enough to break the bad news. I was irrationally angry when i wrote it and it dosen't reflect the way I feel about them normally. And it's just a piece of writing... I'm sure you have moments of anger too lady! I'm certainly not perfect....
Sorry sweetie, I certainly didn't mean to sound like I was judging you! Far from it.
Powerful stuff though, for only a few short sentences.
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Powerful stuff though, for only a few short sentences.
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