How sad. And this is what your life has been reduced to. A single room apartment containing no more than a mattress.
How sad when the strings have been removed from the blinds and all the outlets have been painted over.
And the television screen is streaked with blood and smeared with your knuckles as you were trying to punch it out, but you underestimated its strength. Or maybe you just werent trying hard enough.
Startled by the knock on the door you rise for the first time in two days to answer, but you can only greet the visitor with one short statement: "Hello, my first name is Distance, and I really dont care if I never wake up again."
... I regret typing all that. I also regret knowing all of it.
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How sad when the strings have been removed from the blinds and all the outlets have been painted over.
And the television screen is streaked with blood and smeared with your knuckles as you were trying to punch it out, but you underestimated its strength. Or maybe you just werent trying hard enough.
Startled by the knock on the door you rise for the first time in two days to answer, but you can only greet the visitor with one short statement: "Hello, my first name is Distance, and I really dont care if I never wake up again."
... I regret typing all that. I also regret knowing all of it.
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and its not that sad, because i've only heard it like four or five times and know most of it.
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