The Centipede With All Left Feet Becomes a Spiral

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Fri Feb 8

I don’t think in terms of right and wrong. Fun is my right. Boring is my wrong.

I can’t really claim to feel a connection to anyone. I am unplugged from the world, and this disconnectedness makes me feel hollow and useless.

All I want is one love. One human to hoist above all others and say, “This is who I adore!”

I guess I already have that, in a twisted way.

Will that be enough?

It will have to be.