Since some recent shit has been flung onto my blog do to my use of the 1st amendment, I am here to for censoring myself and others from the discussion of politics on my wordpress site. GOD I HATE WORK! .

Ever since your big announcement, we have slowly drifted apart. You are sick every evening which makes you tired and lazy, as you stumble off to bed, poor soul. We no longer go to bed together. The energy you spend weaving together a life in your womb leaves you exhausted, and who could blame you? So you slip off to bed around nine, leaving me to my late night tv shows. Or the wind in the trees? July 6, 2014.

Thursday, October 8, 2009. What While We Slept - a. Fields and Veins - n. Tuesday night before Thanksgiving in the 21st century. And thoughts come like rain - c.

What better place than NYC to begin to deconstruct ones identity? I am not tough, mean, hard, or street smart. I am not an intellectual. Next time we eat democracy. That coupled with a little more outsourcing from our corporations, which are apparently people? September 9, 2011.

I kept putting it off, thinking the 100th post should be important. Out on the run-down town.

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Tuesday night before Thanksgiving in the 21st century. Home alone- Doors locked, Blinds closed, Lights off. Sitting on the couch, Breaking in the grooves on a newly-pressed record.