a diary of thought.
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Craving salt all day like some kind of ocean vampire. Ravenous salty thoughts. Salt mixed with oil on the worst kind of potato chips. So bad for you they can be your heroin. Chocolate and salt and chronic fatigue because you have some kind of primordial-woman-womb-blood-emotion and food thing going on. You want to suck the salt out of the earth and drink sap from a tree. Estrogen is like a quiet girl who sometimes busts loose, becomes a cannibal or moves to Europe with fifteen dollars. |
