Saturday, March 01, 2008

i think, he is, perhaps...

he talks like i'm good and right, and everything about me is right and good, and everything that is good and right is me. in his eyes i can do no wrong.

and, of course, it is wrong, inherently wrong, the definition of what is wrong in this world. there can be no pretending. he is wrong.

and i am right. which is N.F. which stands for No Fun.

or perhaps No Fair.

... infatuated?

... lying?


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