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Should writers live alone? I asked, when we had the conversation for the 102nd time about my fierce independence, his continual hurt feelings and boy grabbing onto mommy's skirt occasions. I am daydreaming more and more often now wishing to god that I still had my own place and did not have to share my rooms, inward and outward. Could he just stop talking? Instead of cream, I'd like some silence with my coffee. Doesn't he have anything better to do besides watching me try to read this book? God, I can be a ******* Einstein: "I will send for you when I want you" I hate this in me when I see his eyes flinching but some days, I fight for it the war of the independent introvert not so docile, a loner, as one might suppose.
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 3:53 PM UTC
Just Call Me A Siamese Cat
Should writers live alone? I asked, when we had the conversation for the 102nd time about my fierce independence, his continual hurt feelings and boy grabbing onto mommy's skirt occasions. I am daydreaming more and more often now wishing to god that I still had my own place and did not have to share my rooms, inward and outward. Could he just stop talking? Instead of cream, I'd like some silence with my coffee. Doesn't he have anything better to do besides watching me try to read this book? God, I can be a ******* Einstein: "I will send for you when I want you" I hate this in me when I see his eyes flinching but some days, I fight for it the war of the independent introvert not so docile, a loner, as one might suppose.
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 3:53 PM UTC
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