Today: I am angry, frustrated, exhausted.
Stick a fork in me I am done. Or I'd like to be done.
I will never be done.
God I'm so tired.
I want to go to the beach.
I want a cigarette.
Or discernible purpose.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
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Come to the Beach.
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