blather
nothinggirlnothinggirlnothinggirl
sab its late and i am tired
looking at random things that hold only vague interest for me
feeling like a stalker, a vouyer, learning things that i guess she's ok to talk about

lunch is repeating

today i met with a blank wonder
who only lived if we could make it live
and we are amatures still

it liked only jerkily, and not for long

frankenstein would be rolling in his grave
but its not my fault

i didnt have the right lab coat.

always excuses
ive found that theres
always excuses

and they fall out of my mouth
while i look on, horrified
that once again
i am making excuses


excuse me, i am lost, please help me
...wa me la lou, chin lee bow bow
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