cause it isn't about money. why do i think with the wrong side of my brain? i was chasing down some tax forms downtown today around 3pm and all the people walking around with folders and papers and going places and looking sad and i wanted to drop a billion feathers out of the window of a tall building or something to make these people forget about paying their mortgages or just looking up because the sky was blue and i wanted to draw it.
and i don't want to feel sad when it is finally getting nice out. i just want someone to buy me a billboard. i really wanted one in november when the city got gray for the winter, so there could be a dash of color in the sky against the drab downtown.
he's leaving for real in just a few days and i know i'll never get to say goodbye cause i didn't get to say it the last time.
you really insulted me and you underestimate me. i'm just figuring things out and i had more class then to just leave you there even though every bone in my body told me to run cause in fight or flight i usually flee.
and you, please make up your mind cause your indecisions make my heart hurt. i have feelings too.
oh, just putting it out into the universe, and (as always) when that doesn't work, the internet
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