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i wish someone would just come up to me and scream obscenities and insult my very existence and rip out my hair and and peel off my eyelids and wrench off my toenails and shatter my elbows and put me in time out and take away my car and send me to antarctica and burn all my journals and feed me zucchini and shatter my ipod and take away my eyesight and delete all my pictures and remove all the world's color and punch me squarely in the heart.
surely all of these things would be better than being without houston.
surely all of these things would be better than being without houston.