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Reflection from March 5th, 2017 @ Age 35

RE:  THE TWISTED MOTHERF’ING GREAT EXPECTATIONS HANSEL & GRETEL STORY—A.K.A. A CULTIVATION OF BEAUTY **CONTINUATION** ;oD

11:19pm

Ughhhllll…

And, this doesn’t even get into, the “DNS” candy store—I used to ride my bike to, in the summer, when I was a kid.

Sigh.

When, well…

When I was in elementary school, I guess, before 7th grade (i.e. THE gradewhen I met Dave)—I’d ride my bike to this candy story, sigh…

Lol…

Through the neighborhood, which’d spit you out BACK—into the graveyard…

;oD

Through the graveyard, which’d spit you out at GreentownSQUARE”—a.k.a. the opposite way through the graveyard, if you were goin’ to see the horsey’s…

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;oD

And, it’d spit you—well…

ME ;oD

It’d spit me out into Greentown “SQUARE,” right—where I’d go to this “DNS” story and buy me, some candy

;oD

GOD, it does feel like some kinda—twisted mother-fucking

;oD

GREAT expectationsHansel and Gretel, story…

;oD

Lol…

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Anyway, the very simple point here, a’ BEIN’—they closed down “DNS” when I was in high school, when they (or, at the very least—I), found out the 2nd floor was bein’ used as a whorehouse.

I found out about all this in high school—that, THAT was why they closed this “DNS” store where I used to go get candy, as a KID.

JUST, down the street—from, where I lived.

I mean, where I grew up—as a kid.

Frankly, I don’t know how anybody else—does NOT, find this society to be so entirely disturbing.

It disgusts me.

That’s IT, Marshall Bruce Mathers—although…

I do feel lighter, already

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;oD

Aghhh…

Goodnight!

Ughrrr…

And then, LASTLY, preceding all of this—I was in the bathtub

Soaking in epsom salts—and I found myself singing, in my head.  Sigh.

HOW, does it go?

Umm…

Something about, “pretending” he is there with her—in the darkness

It’s the song for Fantine (NO, not SatineFantine!)—from Victor Hugo’s Les Mis ;oD

CUE:  8 Mile

And then, I was off n’running…

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;oD

There are so many brown, ones…

I <3 SNL!

;oD

Okay!

We SLAYED!

Good, night!

;oD

11:44pm

Now I lay me down to sleep—I pray the Lord my soul to keep;

And, IF I die before I wake—I pray the Lord, my soul to take.

A’men.

Lol

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A—venge.

;oD

Nahhh…

I mean it, but of COURSE—that, that’s the “prayer,” my mom taught me…

And, we said it every night, together—with her kneeling beside my bed.

When I was just a baby girl…

Religiously—THAT, was our prayer.

I mean, I really do—wonder, WHAT this looks like from all y’all’s perspective!

But, I also, already feel like I know…

Sigh.

Go set a watchman, is RIGHT

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I <3 Harper Lee,

and

I <3 Mockingbirdswith my whole heart.

;0)

All my love,

Marissa Kristin[e]

11:53pm

Sigh

I’m so grateful—there’s a dragon embossed on the face of this journal.

Everything, is better—with Marshall Bruce Mathers.

**<3**

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