Smeared black ink...your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening to last demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath
Where I am
Where I am
I should probably start this entry out on a good note, because I think I also have some bitching to do. I'll get the good stuff outta the way...July 4th was great. Probably the best, and
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