tomorrow: ignore the pain. ignore the pain.

the physical pain. the emotional pain. will cease.

the lonliness will be no more.

going to score with the Earth.

have sex with Gaia.

sublime ALL the frustration, the inhibitions of multi-years.

yes, the details are obtuse and inexpressible
because I have yet to out figure things.

(though I have already figured them out.)

i'm healing. fucking right.

gonna be strong again.

even stronger than before.

gonna write.

gonna write good stuff.

even better than before.

*tick* *tick* *tick*

oh.

fuck xanga.