dear i was so dumb diary,
i've been beat at my own game. being a whore isn't easy and it takes a whole lot of practice, skill and luck. am i heartbroken? yeah that could be one way to describe the way i could let myself feel right now. pissed off? i am so used to feeling that feeling- a little bit longer of feeling that wont hurt, i wouldn't think. amazed? now there is a word i wouldn't have thought about pasting here, but i just did and i'll leave it. but i think the bestest word i can come up with today is.... DUMBFOUNDED. here i am almost six years into what i thought would be a temporary phase, and i'm now set into a deep pattern of a learning cycle and finally nearing the end of my semester. i am graduating and moving my whore tassel to the correct side of my cap. i am not the whore i once thought i was. sometimes my spatial reasoning can be off, but thanks to a lady i met, i now know my shit is right on target. SHOUT OUT ROGER! I FUCKING LOVE YOU MAN!
