when i was nine, i thought braiding ribbons into your hair was the coolest thing ever.
it would be many years before i would come to understand that boy george was/is a transvestite.
this story brought to you by...nothing beats having the soundtrack of your life pumped over the loudspeakers of the near deserted grocery store just before closing time.
i suppose most of us long for the times when it was all so simple. for once, i won't insist on my difference.
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- monkey
- this is a blog about the tragic joke that is my love life and also sometimes some other stuff. it's not nonsense to me, but it probably is to you. that's kinda the point.
the trail of my delusions...it's more fun if you start from the beginning, which is the end.