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i'm sick, again. all i can do is drive recklessly my eyes crossing and making me feel faintly gone. stuffed animal head of cotton. i drove behind zz top in a rusted dodge pick up the other day, my nose holding the distinct smell of band aids in it. i'm thinking about going to school again, i just want something that resembles a chance. who am i kidding though, i'll probably always be that whispy, dizzy haired thing with her one sandal falling off her foot, stumbling into the wall and waking up for work early with a hangover.
there's a potluck maybe tomorrow, a new camera i will be getting, and also a show i have to prepare myself for (45 polaroids mnmnuh) june 6th