this reminds me of the times when i want to be hit by a car in the dead of night and then watch the driver speed away. then i'd just lie there on the pavement untill some stranger drove by and took me to the hospital. the stranger is a cool guy. kind of a good samaritan i suppose. i hate to burdon him though so i get well quickly. then he drives me home and, with what's left of my memory, i can pinpoint my house and hobble in on crutches. everyone is happy to see me but i just want to sleap.
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my school went to the art show the other day and saw some of your stuff, it was excellent.
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ya, that's what should happen to me.
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