"here they come again to jack my style"

Longer entry planned, but my evening could not get out of its own way tonight.

So it's another topic sentence kind of night.

*My silly hat is kind of a fuck-the-world statement, like my parasol but more blatantly absurd.

*working for the beast means I spend time perpetuating the old boys network thing that makes me rage.

*why am I always trying to catch up, prove my worth? What's riding on the mechanical rabbit?

*I don't trust my memories, and I have no friends who have always been around, and Funnyface is the closest thing I've got to someone who has always been there and always loved me.

*I think/believe the reason I have no childhood/early 20s friengfs is because of some fundamental flaw that everyone eventually finds. There's always the possibility that I've
finally corrected said flaw, but I'll never know.

*I need to remember that I don't know what other people have paid to get where they are today, maybe everyone puts in years at their own saltmines.

* I want the new Rumor Ruched Dress from Kiyonna with an almost physical lust.