burtdey

so, i'm 21. ugh, i feel older already. my skin feels leathery.

thanks to all those who greeted me. sorry i wasn't able to reply promptly. i get my sleep when i can.

birthdays are just a painful reminder of how we are all so moribund. gawd, i can't believe i feel so old.

*yawn* am tired. nothing much to blog about. so i'll just fill the remainder of the space with useless banter.

thoughts and emotions are two different things. when you feel a thought or think of an emotion, is it the verb or the noun that takes precedence?

if pickles are pickled and fries are fried, what do you call a fried pickle? what about a pickled fry?

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