Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Simultaneous Discourse
I do not enjoy having to speak out against all that you do. I would love every day to be comedy. There is only one way to say you are hurting me. I do it here. There is always threat of loss of housing or further detainment torture. I must check to see if an entry made people sharky and then revert to draft. You are pretty, you say, an angel to me. Why is this man all over me? Lot's of movement on tv, actually. No one knows me, how do they approach me as if they do? Where are the cordial realities after months of discoarse, you speak so sweet, but boundaried. Compliments must be very proper. You turn me on to infinity. Do not be afraid to not be perfect on tv. You are absorbing for me. Lot's of things in the vicnity that you do not wish to see. I see you walk away daily. Be here for me, and I will be your eternity friend off and on screen. Hide away on a special day and I will deal with my demonic demonry. Your words affect me in a way I cannot say. It is imagery in a mind that has seen too much LSD. PCP all over you is because of me. I now see the violence on tv going your way. That last entry made me tear inside. Breaking is not an option. You have taught me that, especially lately. We are about to lose our cable license (Time Warner), and you give us a reprise yesterday. Can you just rest for one moment and breathe? I see the painful illdignity of today. I want to...No one stands up for you as they cower and devour simultaneously. Oh, I guess YOU are ruining this industry. SADISM is now new in a way only I can see. It is everything they do actually every day. Scary phone call just came through. My heart races/ aches too for me and for you.
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