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[01 Jul 2006|01:38pm] |
i have a lover and not much
want to go out and
feed myself. tom petty laments
over the speakers and
my back hurts, my spine imitating
snakes'.
i smoke a pack of 5 dollar
a pack cigarettes every
day, with memories of marlboro
reds and the ripe age of fifteen
when i was not normal.
i am wearing cowboy boots
and an orange scarf around my
hair, scabs on my face and hands
(...who neither much improve
my position at all...haha) who
tell the whole sob story very
quietly.
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