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every now and then i fall apart

march 21 - pierre?

i feel like crap.

i had a dream last night when sleeping on the couch that i led an adventurous life (very adventurous. swimming with shark and being in the water about 80% of the time adventurous. wait-I WAS IN WATERWORLD?) and i had a french boyfriend named pierre. PIERRE! oh of all the cliche french names one could dream of, self. but at least it's not a two-words thing like jean-franco-paul or anything like that.

but pierre! gods.