May 2, 2012

his name

The censor telling me that there is no such thing as being "vaguely" apologetic, but I think it's true, I think that exists. Not that I know what to be apologetic about or can recall what the initial thought corresponded to. Just that I reject that, that's what I choose to do. I reject the censor that tells me "that's not worth noting". Suck on this notable thing: I snorted up a wad of snot just as a drunk man leaned over to ask my name, and he wasn't in the least deterred. Good man, or just horny. His name was Jeffrey.

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