my cough again is worsening. my hangover all most killed me today as I forgot to look either which way while crossing a parking lot. apparently some where in my gut instinct, something thinks that throwing out my hands towards a speeding car will help deflect any injuries....


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its almost one... last night i slept, and wish that i could again. soma and high life... not much helps, i cant stop thinking, thinking of who i am and what that means or people ill soon forget ( Read more... )

this one will kill me. its that big.
where i am at as of today
i have a pocket full of change, i think it equals 80 ought cents.
ive given all the rest away.
i have no food
barely any tobaco
and i still have 857 miles to go....
shit i guess im in the right place now arent i
oh man... good bye portland

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Listed below are union leaders at Coca-Cola's Colombian bottling plants who have been murdered. Hundreds of other Coke workers have been tortured, kidnapped and/or illegally detained by violent paramilitaries, often working closely with plant managements ( Read more... )

the sun is out, coming with the slightly sweet air are homeless ( Read more... )

everything seems redundant. the hang over grinds its teeth as it drools over me.
it will eat me
theirs a light trickle of rain. tiny droplets that ever so gently go slapt.
and the news.
my head hurts i need coffee

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