i want to die.
and other things. (i don't want no more of you, so won't you be kind to me? Just let me go where, I have to go there.)
the dryer tore my clothes apart. one clothing item really. i think i can sew it back but it sucks.
everything hates me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!1!!!!!!omgomgomgomg
im dreading the spider crickets.
(All of the rumors keeping me grounded, I never said I never said that they were completely unfounded.)
To have money right now. Ohhh.
I wouldn't have that shit car thats giving me so much trouble trouble trouble. And I'd be able to eat once in a while.
I have to send my check for the electric.
stamps.
distress.
coughing.
goodbye
(trouble - cat stevens; speedway - morrissey)
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