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Sometimes I feel like I am the only kid here that hasn't been in an M. Night Shyamalan motion picture. Sometimes I feel like the only kid who hasn't been to a party at Bam Margera's house. But mostly, I just dooooon't caaaaare.
Not moving AT ALL for several hours because I'm worried if I do I will throw up. Finally deciding that staying still is ridiculous. Move a little, then vomit. New sleep medication, you are clearly working out.
Well, let's talk Ingmar Bergman & Scout Niblett & riots in Paris and Argentina & how Kilion and Mahlon has a show tomorrow & how I am too afraid to drive alone at night.
Or let's just talk about the thunder and the lightning bolts striking the ground. Right now. Oh, electrocution, how I constantly act like you will never happen to me. Should I go lie in a pool of water in the middle of a field now? Should I talk on the phone while doing this?