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Sep 16, 2005 13:07

There were pictures of you and me,
Scattered across my sheets.
And as we kissed, it would have seemed real,
If I didn't cut my lips.

So, work has been making me so sleepy.
I literally come home, lie down and wake up at 7:30 the next morning.
I bought a multi-effects pedal from the pawnshop yesterday.
Now I just need new strings, and another cable to hook it to my amp.
I saw "Tony and Tina's Wedding" last night.
And I was very popular, I mean I AM sort of a big deal.
People know me.
But was it necessary for the father's stripper wife to hit on me?
Was it necessary for the overtly gay videographer to kiss me on the cheek?
For the bridesmaid's to all talk about me, all want to dance with me?
For the gay brother to play with my hair?
For the groom to throw me the little thing from the bride's leg, only for me to have to put it up a complete strangers skirt?
For the bride to rub my inner thigh?
For me to get more attention than anybody there?
I think so.
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