this is lauren. how does one blog? what does one write about? the self or the world or something? I love the smell of ripe tomatoes. they remind me of childhood. I need not expound. it is not an original thought. you know what I mean. right now, my limbs hurt. my pain does not interest others, but it interests me. what is going on in there? well, goodbye.
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hey there! switch onto ::: the press gang ::: blog - this is a side project...
i think pain interests everyone. i think at times mixing pain + writing is painful. confessional poetry and such.
good tomatoes are the hardest thing to find!
how does self-delusion work!?