i don't know, i don't know. i don't feel like doing anything at all. that means tomorrow i will be doing 10,000 things at the last minute. fuck it. i'm out of ammo.
i think i feel angry. i hate chase is the main emotion of the moment. however, i know all that really means is...that i don't and that i never could. what does any of that matter
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