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2001-05-23| 11:20 a.m. prostitutes & SA I just heard a commercial on the radio about how "massage parlours" are evil & action channel X news - i don't remember which one it was - but i don't see what the big deal is. if a single guy is really hard up i don't see why he can't go get a little action. i don't think i would ever date a guy that had if i knew, but the point is - it's just not that big a deal to me. i guess from a crime perspective it is. the whole broken windows thing i learned in my criminal justice class. little crime leads to big crime. get rid of little crime get rid of big crime - not the other way around. prostitution on the street is a totally different thing though. showers are great. i can't tell you how many negative emotions have been washed down my drain. when i would cut - i would never do it in the shower. the shower is pure & shouldn't be adulterated. i actually preferred to cut in front of a mirror. when i cut my stomach. i liked to watch the white skin suddenly become filled with tiny red lines, sometimes bigger red lines that bled alot. it was a beautiful thing. only twice did i not cut in front of a mirror - when i was in my room in jester & when i carved "i hate you" into my thigh. i thought that scar went away, but sunday when i was outside i could still see it. you can't really tell it says i hate you unless you know that's what it used to say. in the light of my room i can only barely make out the word hate. i should probably mention how the urge to cut is greater than it's been since - well since i last cut in octoberish. monday night i went to bed because all i wanted to do was cut. can't do anything stupid if you're asleep. i'm hungry & need a smoke. ciao. |