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[poeticpromise]

dear journal

i'm going to be independant.

i'm going to have my own apartment.
i'm going to have my own vehicle.
i'm going to have my own payments
i'm going to pay for my own education
i'm going to buy my own food
i'm going to suffer needlessly for my desire to
control
and
expand

i'm going to be trying to make money, out of nothing.

and i can't stop staring at people who walk by

keith