An Incredible Sense Of The Pretend

Every month that begins on a Sunday entombs within itself a Friday the thirteenth. God always hides a devil.

The crazy thing about fortune tellers is that they are always living in the past. But who isn't? Falling in love never was all that much like falling asleep. To to be perfectly honest I think I liked the sleeping thing a whole lot better. Every night you can die yourself to sleep. There are a lot worse things than being alone. They must have just slipped my mind...

"there is honor among thieves..."

Make a list of things you love, hate, and look forward to... am I on all three?

"The world is your oyster"... what does that mean? That I'm just grinding sand, waiting to be sucked down by box dyed blonde's and chased with hypnotic... Dumb-luck, but there's no such thing as smart luck. Smart luck gets you kicked out of Vegas. Happy as a clam but how happy can clams be? Dreaming of being steamed or robbed of their only worldly possession, pearls.... sounds like a fantasy a soccer mom would have, only with upscale spas and a mugger fetish.

I am a starfish waiting to regenerate a point. Till then, I am kind of pointless. I got a bad rap for not caring but I still pay taxes and wear my seat belt in back seats... though I'm considering changes.

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