when only the fucking music saves me
Been listening to a lot of older Tori, mainly under the pink and LITTLE EARTHQUAKES. I don't know what I'm doing with myself. Laura and I are on a time out. I'm a mess. I haven't had a computer and I hate going to the library becuz there is always some weird B.O. smelling freak tapping away at the keys. Hopefully I will have my new computer before long and I can stop griping. Right now I am at the mercy of friends.
Don't know what my problem is. Maybe early menopause? Maybe just nerves. Fuck fuck fuck. And more swears where that came from. Maybe I should just try men; being queer is too darn hard.
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