today is Sunday. i have a headache.
i don't have any words left for her.
maybe i should buy her some pants
since she never seems to wear them.
were it not for my conscience
i would have torn that place to the ground.
you bring your drinks, I'll bring the fuck you's.
long awaited, long overdue.
i hope it stops raining.
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