Can You Find Yourself Without Me?

There can only be one Girl Friday, and I’m sorry, but the position is filled…

I am having a hard time writing today.  Everything I want to say comes out a little more biting than I think is probably decent.  I’m well meaning, but somehow my intentions are getting lost in translation.  All those clichés about mouths are true.  I can run on at the mouth, I sometimes stick my foot in it; I have a smart-mouth, etc.  I forget that this diary isn’t just written in the privacy of my room, it’s written for public consumption.  Rules of decorum still apply, and though I loath to admit it, I’m not such a bad ass that I can abandon politeness altogether.

Since I can’t seem to think of something nice to say, I’ll say nothing at all.  My lips are sealed.

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2 Responses to Can You Find Yourself Without Me?

  1. The Pink Fairy says:

    …but…i like it when you’re not nice.

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