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          • December 31, 2009 2:54 pm
            And one more thing… open your silly little heart and your crazy little mind Once you are old enough to take care of yerself, perhaps look into vulnerability and openness. Where once you made yourself strong, relax and let yourself grow wild. Let it out. It will all come out in the end anyway. Look into fear and suffering - perhaps they are not the TERRIBLE things that we think they were. Maybe they are just thoughts… like paranoid dance music. Turn it down and turn up the tenderness and be easy on yerslef. We are all silly lil bitches, assholes and losers. Its just different flavors. Some are sour patch cunts and others leave a passive aggressive aftertaste. No one in the history of the world has ever been flawless. Not even Rip Taylor. so Happy New Year!

            And one more thing…

            open your silly little heart

            and your crazy little mind

            Once you are old enough to take care of yerself, perhaps look into vulnerability and openness. Where once you made yourself strong, relax and let yourself grow wild. Let it out.

            It will all come out in the end anyway.

            Look into fear and suffering - perhaps they are not the TERRIBLE things that we think they were. Maybe they are just thoughts… like paranoid dance music. Turn it down and turn up the tenderness and be easy on yerslef. We are all silly lil bitches, assholes and losers. Its just different flavors. Some are sour patch cunts and others leave a passive aggressive aftertaste. No one in the history of the world has ever been flawless. Not even Rip Taylor.

            so Happy New Year!

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