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even married. that big lesbian wants me over to hold her baby and tell her how pretty he is. ISN'T HE PRETTY PRETTY PRETTY IT'S A BOY my harmless pervert of a music teacher makes me call him uncle tom and he always tells me how sexy i am and how he wishes i was fifty years older he bought me a guitar because he had a dream where jesus came down to save me. it was weird because that same night i had a dream that a boy a verysad and skinny boy fell from the sky in a glass case. i divided into two girls, pink and brown with three brown moles beneath my nose and the pink one didn't want the boy. he was a gift and the brown wasn't sure what to do with it. i told him to go back up in his glass case. you are too pretty for this world i told him. i lied. he tried to go back up but i wouldn't stop watching him. so he couldn't go. his hair grew long and he dissolved into pink and blue soft pieces of skin. then i ate them. i didn't understand. the next morning i boiled water for no reason at all and got drunk four days in a row. i'm not brave or even pretty just cynical and naive, a un tiempo la carnicera linda lleva un piela blanca me fuiste para carne y regresa nunca. i betrayed you. DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND I'M AN HONEST DRUNK AN HONEST DRUNK! I LOVE YOU and love repulses me. i'll kiss the king of your lostansmiling people jesus doesn't want you to eat his flesh like the rest of us, rest of us, rest of us you should have loved someone else.
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