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I feel like crying.
Listening to Copeland's Beneath Medicine Tree just makes me all meom and sad and want to cry. But I can't help but keep listening to it. It's sort of like staring at the sun. It's so nice and all but it hurts to look at it. I wish I could write songs and sing like this Copeland guy, being able to make people cry. I'm such a pussy. Who stays home on a friday night anyway and decides to listen to sad records? Sometimes I forget I have feelings.
Listening to Copeland's Beneath Medicine Tree just makes me all meom and sad and want to cry. But I can't help but keep listening to it. It's sort of like staring at the sun. It's so nice and all but it hurts to look at it. I wish I could write songs and sing like this Copeland guy, being able to make people cry. I'm such a pussy. Who stays home on a friday night anyway and decides to listen to sad records? Sometimes I forget I have feelings.