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it's in times like these that it completly blows my mind that i'm not smoking. a pack of camels is the only thing that could possibly put my mind at ease. yet, i run away from them.
i see a window closing rapidly and if i don't do something soon it might be closed for some time. I might have bit off more then i can chew.
the frustration eats at me like a wolverine.
i'm tired of notions, misconieved or otherwise.
I want a good life
With a nose for things
A fresh wind and bright sky
To enjoy my suffering
i see a window closing rapidly and if i don't do something soon it might be closed for some time. I might have bit off more then i can chew.
the frustration eats at me like a wolverine.
i'm tired of notions, misconieved or otherwise.
I want a good life
With a nose for things
A fresh wind and bright sky
To enjoy my suffering