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[corporatehippy]

It's a battle of attrition, that we're losing week by week, full of hollow halls and unanswered calls, and empty city streets. And we're losing all our friends to distant postal codes, and this stack of letters on my desk is a poor substitute for flesh and bone. I feel like a sabretooth tiger, slipping slowly into the tar and we hear the awful

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[anonymous]

it's been a bad day. just listened to jawbreaker, wondered what's wrong with me and stared in the mirror, waited so patiently for the end of the summer. just got my hopes up and dashed. i'm just sucker, i guess. it's so warm outside but i'm still sad.

even on the best days in september. it's hard to find my piece of mind. i'd like to blame it on the weather ...

so disappointed to come home to this i think i'll sleep on the roof tonight. counting sheep and a couple regrets as cars drive by. it's kind of hard to figure anything out, when people don't talk at all. i hate these bad days. i think i'll just skip town.

[graceful_wraith]

to bad you dont ever come out to denton.