It is dark and dreary and perfect. This is my weather. But who likes talking about the weather? Let's talk about love.
No, no, no... Everyone talks about love. I'll meander off the beaten path. Angsty people talk about pain. Happy people talk about sunshine and dandelions. I want to see abstract things.
e.g. What is God's intent behind making a violet... violet? Why does rain not come from the ground, and why can't people just get along?
Needless to say, I can answer some of these questions with some thought.
Today is perfect. I could write a love song.





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george washington is a fucking dick
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if you love something, give it away.
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if you love something, give it away.
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