dear in a hand far far up close diary,
i cant really say i always knew, because that my dear blogsters would be a genuine lie. i didn't always know, in fact, i hardly ever knew. what i can say with some factual certainty, i found out the hard way and now i know all about it. see, it isn't until you know these things that one is able to forget and that is the real charm on the necklace. i don't wear so much jewelry as i used to. i don't like it anymore. i took my real shit to the safety deposit box, because that's what you do, i guess, and my junk shit lays around in the car consoles and in my make-up bag and everywhere in between. i no longer feel the need to have 'fish hooks' dangling from my lobes. i suppose that would be why i am not suited for ink, tribal or otherwise.
i cant really say i always knew, because that my dear blogsters would be a genuine lie. i didn't always know, in fact, i hardly ever knew. what i can say with some factual certainty, i found out the hard way and now i know all about it. see, it isn't until you know these things that one is able to forget and that is the real charm on the necklace. i don't wear so much jewelry as i used to. i don't like it anymore. i took my real shit to the safety deposit box, because that's what you do, i guess, and my junk shit lays around in the car consoles and in my make-up bag and everywhere in between. i no longer feel the need to have 'fish hooks' dangling from my lobes. i suppose that would be why i am not suited for ink, tribal or otherwise.
