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It's 3am and I'm listening to the Rolling Stones. Everyone just went home and I feel lonely. The television is still on glaring the high tetris score as the small light in my room glows. I feel like crying and laughing at the same time. There is so much that I want to do and experience that I haven't yet. I'm not getting any where sitting in this box listening to records and staring at the fuzz. I want you to hold me in your arms and tell me that the world is a beautiful place full of possibilities, and that no matter what I achieve I will be important. It's just that no one can promise that. and even if they could, they would be lying. I'm sad and it's a fact. You can't get out of ruts like this, you have to unexpectedly fall out of them. Change of pace and life. You say I don't like how you do things. I say I don't like you. dear lover, I can't take the pain no more...