Wednesday, November 10, 2010

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(Friday, 05OCT2007)

You don't have to put it all in English, B. English doesn't have to be your language. You don't even have to use a language of words. You can't put a true story into just words. You're okay to choose your own language over English.
The first time I understood that the most appropriate, honorable thing I could do was suicide I was seven.
A plan was made, but then a deal struck. If this horrific story isn’t over by the time I am twenty-five .. Sunday I turn twenty five.
It hit today, one day before my last. It hit in the afternoon. Like a King, those are the natural movements of a man, and the natural movements of a woman are of a Queen, any other kind of movement is unnatural .. I don’t have to remember before the age of twelve to exist Truly. I do remember some things, know certain things to be true, even if I can’t remember how or why.
Later, in the evening, I could be alone and be alone in my own life on my own and it wasn't difficult and that was the final proof ..
I check the knives out; all too dull. I look at my wrist and the clear skin and I see the slice anyway, even though I haven't done it yet.
I wonder if it would scar, and what I need another scar for, ain't I got enough.
I sliced one wrist, the right one, and left the other unsliced, then I wrapped it in a paper towel.

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