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[komfortablynumb]

I am working at a polling place today...well, tomorrow...whatever. I get $50. I dunno...what sucks is that money gets to go to my parking ticket. And whatever is left will probably go to coffee and cigarettes. Life man. Cuddle, loved, sleep, trip, eat, smoke, float, listen, TALK, drive, cuddlelovedsleep. Brighton's got the right idea. I just added a lil bit. (she would too, but you know...)
THIS WEEK IS GOING TO BE WEIRD...I CAN FEEL IT
Mark my mother fudging words.

are you hungry?
are you sick?
are you begging for a break?

are you sweet?
are you fresh?
are you strung up by the wrists?

we want the young blood

are you fracturing?
are you torn at the seams?
would you do anything?
flea-bitten? motheaten?

we suck young blood
we suck young blood

won't let the creeping ivy
won't let the nervous bury me
our veins are thin
our rivers poisoned

we want the sweet meats
we want the young blood

hehe haha hoho