i wish i could talk to you about this
but right now, i don't know what to say. i sound so emo. things are crumbling around me, and in the process, building me a fairly comfortable castle of rubble. a toe is stubbed on occasion, sore back from a few nights on the rocks, bleary eyes, dust and tears, and an indeterminate countdown exploding second-by-second in my brain.
does that help explain? yeah, i didn't think so, but if you need a soundtrack, grab pretty much any "blue october" CD. that's what's been on for me.
does that help explain? yeah, i didn't think so, but if you need a soundtrack, grab pretty much any "blue october" CD. that's what's been on for me.
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You know where your support network is...XXXOOO
If you find yourself in Cbus, my couch is always available. Although, you may or may not have to go to Taco Bell at 2am for Erin.
thanks.
Hey, what the fuck? I finally get my slothy-internet ass over here and you're bumming?
Jesus, dude. Don't you know it's all about ME?
Shit.
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