Crappy apple music is making me laugh at my irritation.
I wish I had a handful of tootsie rolls, no seriously.
I almost, kind of, feel like I should feel bad about saying that, but not about thinking it.
I just want to go home. And have it feel like it.
I just want that damnable burning to stop behind my eyes.
I just want to be happy. Even though I
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