I Saw The Money Grow

a homage to Sappho - Norman Lindsay c.1928

do it drunk. do it high

do it with another guy.

#do it zooted do it stoned#do it with your evil clone

a girl can respect herself and still take booty pics wtf y'all talkin about

Some of you guys have never burned a CD and it shows

grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.

i talked ab this feeling in therapy yday and my therapist asked me, “would it really be so bad if your memories changed? if they softened and faded or looked different over time? why does that frighten you so much?” and i said, “i don’t want the love to disappear.” and she looked at me for a long moment and then she said, “it won’t. it doesn’t work that way. even if the memories soften or change, it doesn’t mean the love does. that love keeps going backward in time, forever, because you love her still. all is not lost.” i just thought i would share that in case it resonated w anyone else too.

if u think im annoying now wait until i get over my fear of being perceived as annoying