Today: woke. drove to work. tired died. walked home. mom was crazy. drove dakota. smoke smell in it. GROSS. worked. went home. went to luckys to eat w/ sister and dad. listened to spill cancus and old wrb demos. got home. online. smiled. laughed. offline. testing heat blanket for the night. turned on aqua teen.
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i was stiff and jointed
i wanted to run, but nowhere to go
all I ever wanted was to be recognized
not as your commodity
and not as your jacket
but someone you used to love
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I just spanned into me, after reading some deviantart. I like it. So there you go. Leave it. Spit it. Hang it. Dance it. Whatevers. I liked it.