if i could find a souvenir, just to prove the world was here
and here it is..a red balloon
i think of you,
and let it go...
so the new job? starts tomorrow, and the old job? apparently is still supposed to happen tomorrow.
guh, i hate being in a rut, financially, its a fucking lame headspace, and now that this new job sort of rushed right in the nick of
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