February 9th, 2010



My philtrum feels tight, stretched.

I want an etsy shop, and to live off it failing having a Pynchon career.

Unless I misheard completely, a man of my age at most called me a (young) girl as he was talking to someone else, and in my language that is not a term used for adults. *checks for pimples*

That woman had also told the falsehood about me to an organiser of all our groups, and I hadn't known and had very confusing non-talk over the phone with that stranger, who's now unavailable for me to rectify error.
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