"In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe."

— Jeffrey McDaniel, The Quiet World

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Thursday was rebelll.



Was with edward, tristal and sherlyn and I got very fucking high early and we went to chill at some condo's skypark before going back to rebel and I met new friends and everything was really not bad. I wish I was royally drunk the whole night but alas it wore off early.

I am never going to Thursday's again.