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Jan 31, 2010 19:25

I cannot do this.
I cannot work this hard for such a paltry sum.
I miss my house.
I miss my old life.
I miss going out and dancing.
I miss C89.5 on Sunday night.
I miss the Vogue.
I miss getting dressed up in my dark finery.
I miss feeling pretty.
I miss dancing.
I miss the chemical enhancement.
I miss my old job.
I miss my regulars.
I miss the money.
I miss Las vegas.
I miss my sadie.
I miss all the lovely dark people I used to dance with.
I am greatful for the love I have in my life right now, but this is just too hard.
It should not be this hard.
I just want to go out and dance.
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