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#advicefromacaterpillar
She never lied, she never lies, She just ignores. The truth, I tried to tell her how I feel, She just ignored, The proof. "Then try to think of something else", she said. "Write the other way" Whenever she'd drink and rant like this, I'd stay out of her way. Because “real”, for her, seemed to signify, I tried it once, but should probably try again. I was real with you, that once, Only, later,  to find That those imploring me to "relax", Insisting things would be different, If only I could "flow", If only I could "see"... You said, “be real”, and now the memory Just turns my ******* stomach Since all of those whose mantra called, For a plea to just “be real” Were the least capable, almost to the man, Of being anything close to that.
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 7:02 AM UTC
a thing of Joy (or "don't you ******* tell me to 'be real' ")