Like she wrote it for me.

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BY DOROTHY PARKER

Razors pain you; 

Rivers are damp; 

Acids stain you; 

And drugs cause cramp. 

Guns aren’t lawful; 

Nooses give; 

Gas smells awful; 

You might as well live.

Life Lesson, 2016

You shouldn't wait for people. You shouldn't compromise for people. The only person that matters is you. Once you get you settled, then take care of others. Like an airplane.

So, you already made your bed, lie in it. But don't do that again.

Sick sick, sick dad.

He's not having a great day. I sent him an email of encouragement, but I don't know how good that is. I have been slowly turning off my powers of empathy for the past couple of years, which is really helping me cope with life, but is really shit for being a friend, being a daughter. A friend tells me they're having a rough time... I don't even know what to do anymore. "Crime...boy, I don't know." I'm Robert Richie when I should be trying to be Jed Bartlett.

New York, Newwww York

I miss them. I miss my mom, she is my goodness I think.
I miss my dad, and I think he is dying. I think that I'm not supposed to think that. I'm supposed to understand that he's getting better. But I need a number, I need a stage that this is at. Stage 1, that would be great. Well, not great. But better than stage 4.

Riverdance

I have had this song stuck in my head all day, maybe for several days. I used to watch riverdance as a child again and again. My poor parents. I want to watch it again maybe, it was so fascinating to me, like watching a magic trick. Like being held.