well its past nine now, and nobodys called. but ill keep waiting, because i cant sleep at all. someone is crying, in the room next to mine. my sister shes dying, but she thinks its fine. so i spend my paycheck, that i dont even have, on an hour of happy, and three days of sad. and now its 11, i cant even think, run to the basement, throw up in
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It happens sometimes.
You should've hung out with all of us for awhile before you hung out with Susanna.
We had some stuff that probably would've made you feel better.
If it was really only an hour of happy...wow, that sucks.
And thanks for the ride home last night, by the way.
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