I've decided to only give up cigarettes when I find my true love.

1. Because it makes me sound like an idealist
2. Never going to happen.

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Pictures of Egbert before I left, so many pictures this summer!

Good things come to those who wait.

So I've been waiting. And I've been gathering and accumulating. So that when whatever good does come I will be perfect and you will be floored. It's not that I want to impress you, it's more for my self. I am too ambitious for my own good, I've never met anyone else to match me. If I attempt something I have to be the best that I can possibly be. I am competitive, I seek perfection in myself and in others. It makes me judgemental, it makes me picky, it makes me wicked. Never settle. Never settle. Never settle. I throw all my artwork out because it's not good enough, ever.It's increased this year, being in a competitive environment, which is understandable i guess.I hate watching people be lazy, I hate watching people give excuses, don't think you can earn something without working for it. So I am alone because I cant accept people with their faults. I want to be matched and I want to be challenged. It's hard to find.

And I think it's alright to feel inhuman now.

When I fumble I will try and hide it. I will spit it out into bottles or try to bury it. But as I bury things you will start to resurface them. And I will grab them frantically, I will stuff them in my ears and under my tongue and when you turn to me I will be deaf and mute. But you keep digging digging digging. and I will flake and I will peel and I will cry. I will accuse you of rape. No, you say, those who keep trying get the pearl. And then you start to find and I vomit.I keep everything stacked up in my ribcage and it starts to fall out like books off of shelves, and I am heaving and you are triumphant and you smile.And I will let you take what you've spilled.

Aesthetically pleasing

Thick and humid, jungle growing.

I wish I knew who did these, I love them.