"well we're movin' on uuuup, to the eastside, to a deluxe apartment in the skyyyye"
well, on the second floor at least.
despite the bullshit my mother put me through, despite all the bullshit that's held up my sense of security and relief about this place, despite the fact i almost sold my guitars to afford it, we move in tomorrowthe net wont be
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