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in arizona i wake up to text messages from my roommate. today she wrote:
"i'm at tazza. should i eat a lemon bar for you? that weird guy is still here."
so much unfinished business (uneaten lemon bars, etc.)
my room is filled with sunshine. and it pisses me the fuck off. i wont change out of my pajamas until three or four in the afternoon. and i definitely wont make any of the life decisions i am supposed to be making.
"i'm at tazza. should i eat a lemon bar for you? that weird guy is still here."
so much unfinished business (uneaten lemon bars, etc.)
my room is filled with sunshine. and it pisses me the fuck off. i wont change out of my pajamas until three or four in the afternoon. and i definitely wont make any of the life decisions i am supposed to be making.