Six Years Ago I Looked Like A Guy

March 23, 2008

At random times in my life, I feel like poking myself with an object that is good for poking (poetically of course) so that I would remember how bad things were for me back then. I’m not saying things are absolutely peachy now—no. I still have trouble with how I look, with Marco, with school, with money (I’m too magastos grawr), with my writing, parents, one and only brother, a lot of things. Let’s just say, however, that things are better now. Consider:

YAY!

 
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