ericboy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lesbian Baker Here I am, sitting at the library, immersed in the beautiful lie that I have something to say. What kind of person lies to themselves? Other than a liar, of course. I've been watching movies and thinking, "My goodness, this is trivial crap. I could write something better than this in my sleep." Which got me to thinking even further and adding "So why don't I?" You seem to be mistaken by my bitter talk / if you think it stems from you well that's where you're wrong / I'll leave that lot to all the assholes in the coffeeshops / It's been here long before you and it's here to stay / so if you want a bite then step the fuck up / and pull my chain and I'll give you a little sampling. Remember when I used to write poetry of love and togetherness and hope. Hmmm. Me, neither. 4:23 p.m. - 2003-09-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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