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Hi, information desk, I don't really have any answers but I can point you in the direction of a useless branch of bureaucracy related only in on a tangent to your concern but trust me, no one here really knows anything, but don't tell them that I told you so.
Spring break; hunny, where did you go? I miss fine dining and jacuzzi suites and cheap champagne. I miss fooling around with you in bed all afternoon, with porno movies you left in that box under my bed (I feel like such a teenage boy). We need to move in, hunny. I need you here. Because I'm horny. And I love you.
Come back.
I can't go home anymore. It's isolation from all but racoons. It's the jag-bags lurking around my house when I'm napping. It's my stepsis slitting her wrists over having her cell phone taken away. And the way my rents pathetically resent themselves for it. It's the fact everyone there's fucked everyone in one way or another.
I can't fucking do it. I can't go back this summer.
Run away with me.
Spring break. I miss you. Why does it have to be sleep deprivation all over again. Why do I end up chain smoking at night, in bed, next to the open window, I don't even smoke?
Why doesn't Adderall work anymore?
Why do I have to smile at work?
Who am I to think that pretty bird in the viaduct at 3:30am -when I step out of that taxi- is singing for me?
Spring break; hunny, where did you go? I miss fine dining and jacuzzi suites and cheap champagne. I miss fooling around with you in bed all afternoon, with porno movies you left in that box under my bed (I feel like such a teenage boy). We need to move in, hunny. I need you here. Because I'm horny. And I love you.
Come back.
I can't go home anymore. It's isolation from all but racoons. It's the jag-bags lurking around my house when I'm napping. It's my stepsis slitting her wrists over having her cell phone taken away. And the way my rents pathetically resent themselves for it. It's the fact everyone there's fucked everyone in one way or another.
I can't fucking do it. I can't go back this summer.
Run away with me.
Spring break. I miss you. Why does it have to be sleep deprivation all over again. Why do I end up chain smoking at night, in bed, next to the open window, I don't even smoke?
Why doesn't Adderall work anymore?
Why do I have to smile at work?
Who am I to think that pretty bird in the viaduct at 3:30am -when I step out of that taxi- is singing for me?