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A Letter of ConcernTo Whom It May Concern at [insert company]:
As of late, I have had the misfortune to notice college freshman using your spandex leggings as pants. Perhaps you are reading this and thinking, '...and what is the problem?'. Here is the situation: it's the FAT freshmen who are using your product as normal pants. The issue isn't that the fat sub-population of students wears spandex leggings. Wearing such an item in such a manner is inappropriate behavior from anyone. Also, there is the issue of hygiene, emotional distress, and undergarments. By marketing these items as pants you are exposing everyone to the emotional distress of KNOWING TOO MUCH ABOUT OTHERS' UNDERWEAR.
You look at someone wearing spandex pants (you HAVE to, because their thighs look like slabs of meat and their asses like deflated balloons) and automatically know whether or not they are wearing underwear; if they are wearing underwear you automatically know what type. This is disgusting under either circumstance. I don't w
the endi give up -> the end
i give up -> goodbye, spirals and ink pens -> empty notebooks -> stare off into space -> absorb light things -> ignore spark cravings
i give up -> no performance -> no control -> over them or me -> what is this person with no control -> take up ashes and latex -> cancerous and depressed
i give up -> withdrawl -> they're at parties -> would i like one? -> buzzed lungs brash disobedience
i give up -> prozac and humanity -> give me instructions father, for i have sinned -> no, you don't belong here -> structure vs. feel good
i give up -> everything dies -> magnet my drive -> new life -> same hardware -> &4839$$*8(#%01 -> m#rina&a &ody pa*nt, 3#m
i give up -> that stubborn part dies -> i loved you -> i can't remember -> what is this thing which is sad -> i loved you? -> where am i?
letter to?it hurts to even look at you. sort of like when you reach for that loaf of french bread you bought at the market earlier that week. you knew you had a full-fledged appetite with which to eat your loaf of bread, but you forecast the week's desires. would you like bread later? yes. back to the present, and look at yourself. you are holding a full container of nutella and a rock solid loaf of rocky rockness.
i'm not even sure what that analogy means, exactly. but it does hurt to think about you, and you, and you, thinking and doing what you do and i almost never see it. other people see, those people i can watch through a dimly diminished mirror because i'm the evil seductive sorceress. or so i say to myself to feel better.
i mean, i can't blame you, can i? well. i pretend to when you're not around and unfortunately for you that is quite a bit. but the blame
dumb songi can recognize your shadow
wish it were cast by my candle
but you'll be in my dreams
and i hope one day you're there
lifting me out of this shape shifting
matrix of self-induced spiralling
misery waiting for you to knock
block the candle-light with your form
monsters WIPThe rain pounds upon the roof of his modest sedan. He switches off the radio and smiles at the woman in the passenger's seat. Grabs her thigh and feels a little strain in his trousers as she traces his hand with her delicate fingers. Tonight is a good night. Tonight, maybe some of her coquettish confidence will rub off on him. The inside of his mask steams a bit, and the skin underneath bubbles and reddens at the anticipatory thought.
She knows how to win them. She continues stroking his hand with her fingertips and eventually takes his hand - but lightly, so that it can still move up and down her skirt. She let's his hand go underneath her skirt. She smiles. Confidence. He has confidence - something she can feed from tonight.
They pull into the driveway; the man considers running to the other side to open her door, but plays it cool instead. He leans agai
Dead Man's SwitchIn control, then not -
Sudden loss of grip.
Headlong to where?
Details lost, smudged, streaked.
Careening; no system of
No dead man's switch,
On a fast track -
With or without a god?
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