polaroids of polarbears

raped by my childhood?, what the hell do i know about rape anyway?, well, i guess it's fun to pretend. sorry. just a thought that occurred when i wasn't quite awake enough, to dismiss it. it's easy. to cheapen an event. by pretending it happened. only by pretending it happened. life. my life. my life. boring cliched self-destruction. i think i should start doing aerobics. and the rest. boxes of cats, people with taz tattoos, explosive personalities, self-centeredness, protractor from your new geometry set, inability to do math, geography. polaroids, of polar bears. polaroids, of polar bears. polaroids.