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May 14, 2010 01:26

seated neatly in the far corner of the bathroom floor with the water running solely to spare myself some ambience and to give me the relinquished soliditary that I long for so dearly; not nearly for cleanliness or relaxation.

and I know you're in that bed, sound asleep with a scowl on my face about how I carry myself and how harsh and selfish I am. but I told you from the start that I was and am a walking, talking piece of shit with two tongues and a smile that could sell a fresh rehab patient his first drink out of the compound at an inflated rate.

I am who I am, and that's not too pretty. people with the largest egos are always the most vulnerable and I know how to fly that flag better than the next guy, I promise.

I'm just sick of this, honestly. I'm sick of sitting still and living this same day every day.

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