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"well, my apartment is not there anymore...cause I drank it."
and then i puked a rainbow?
ha ha

I just don't know what to do anymore.

I'm more concerned about the sun setting earlier and earlier each night than I am about this ever growing pile of medical bills.

I'm so unhappy.

because the free wind is blowing in your hair.

"There are few things as fetching
as a bruised ego on a beautiful angel"

I know, Stan.

I know.

4 in the morning and we almost lit ourselves on fire.
I had to check for eyebrows (!)

Hot chocolate and mayhem.

"I wanna be Lois Lane."

good night. ha ha.

It's hard to be the better man
When you forget you're trying
It's hard to be the better man
When you're still lying
You're still lying