Mar. 28, 2006 - Gone Sugaring.
FIRST: Sorry if I haven't been commenting on your blog very much recently, I've been really busy with other stuff and just focussing on my writing as well as spending alot more time trying to improve myself as a person.
SECOND: entry.
Please don't question the way that I was made. There is a mathematical equation that equals the way we are meant to exist. There are values that get substituted into me, into you, giving us the final version of ourselves. The final product of an undefined amount of time. While passing by we will realize that the mathematics of existing grew more complicated the more we tried to avoid reality of it. Avoidance of the truth at hand, written in numbers scaling our bodies. Running through our veins are litres, set values. Inexplicably regenerative quantities of red numbers. I've sat still and watched some numbers file out of my skin. You've sat still from ages away and listened as the numbers fell to the ground by my feet. There is no one to listen to all the numbers in my head.
Opinions, please.
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