dining solo at golden corral on such a winter's day
2013-10-31 9:50 p.m.

what? 9:50 is far too early to be this disgusted with myself. i burned ever poem i ever wrote - and still in my possession - and some letters too - in the fireplace tonight. perfectly melodramatically. it was shit, but surprisingly good kindling.

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