as much as i can't hate this city, it feels like such a fucking drag. my anchor's caught on the rocks along the crappy, cruddy seabed and frankly i'm growing impatient.
fuck.
i'm doing the best that i can to make things better... and still i feel it's not good enough [i.e. shooting for the stars and crash landing on the moon].
my problem:
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hope he knows how to swim in trees.
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;)
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