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it's like have you ever thought that maybe all the stupid shit was just so you could pull into your driveway at 2:30 in the morning just as the song (THE SONG) is ending? and it still feels good driving in the country under the stars (you can even almost see them here) with the piece of shit car blaring the piece of shit stereo even though now a year later the car is even more of a piece of shit and there are new worries and burdens and heartaches and for various reasons youre not even sure you can afford to drive the car much longer FUCK IT STILL FEELS GOOD. and it feels so good to play one of those old a little bit shitty and out of tune but perfect in its own way pianos again. and throwing pebbles at joe's window so his stepdad won't say THIS IS BULLSHIT MUTHAFUCKA, and so i can smell his room for one of the last times. and seeing good guy mat behm (he is excited about star wars like me!) and going to his house and watching the brain that wouldn't die with everyone and they are all pretty much the same except for the few who are more into the image thing but are still wonderf. i don't know what else. i need a job (working on that first thing in the morn), i need to work on getting college aid back and i need a gowdy, stat.