Laundry

I finally did my laundry. I am not a patient person and thats what I don't like about doing laundry.

There is something so cute and pristine about couples that do their laundry together. Clothes are dirty but we are free. Sleep together naked but not sexual just together. Love is dirty laundry. It's sharing clothes, it's not knowing what clothes are yours and mine but our sweatshirt. Our Our not Hour but we not me. Pain makes you know you are alive. Pain makes other human but not me, not me, not me, not me. I am more than more. The laundry mat love the girl thats cute. I think I was in love once, I still am. We didn't love each other at the same time. I hated myself. I dunno.
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its getting late and I am high.

I can hear my neighbor(yes I spelled it correctly) yelling at mother or whoever though the wall. I think I am fucked up.

Big day tomorrow. Big Young Dems meeting.
glasses.

What will I think when I read this later. I wanted to use the word tomorrow but didn't use it, but now I have.

Fuck Queen Latifa.