looseleaf_paper pinkish yummy 010421 ... birdmad a half written idea here a poem there a sketch and a word bits and pieces detritus 010421 ... paper itself where are my perforated edges I WANT MY P E R F O R fucking A T E D EDGES 021211 ... jessicafletcher somehow it makes me nervous. it's like i know i'm going to lose something very important...i can't keep it all together, and the little rings in my binder are bent so very badly that they don't quite clasp shut properly. So all my precious words and thoughts may whisp away on the tail of an angry wind or a blustery day. so fuck the looseleaf. just fuck those tiny worthless holes! 021211 ... unhinged obsolete 171120 what's it to you? who go blather from