damn this forsaken holiday. wasn't even feeling bad until i started hearing mushy dribble and shit come from my friends' mouths. god damn it. ri-god-damn-diculous. i'm pretty sure i'm going to end up at waffle house tonight and smoking a shit-ton of cigarettes, drinking a shit-ton of coffee, and listening to a shit-ton of sad mother fucking songs.
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thanks for listening.
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Sorry yours did.
But hey, next time Im in town Im so going to call you. Im serious. I miss ya, man.
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marta's fun when trashed.
thanks for listening.
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thanks for listening.
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