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ugh. i have forgotten how exhausting life is. and spring break has ended.
and i find myself back in my tiny room. with my tiny television. watching bruce willis be dead.
"i thought i play was better than cats" he says.
and i laugh through my nearly tear haze. and suddenly wish i wasnt so alone.
and now haley is feeling the dead people get mad. and its getting cold apparantly.
and i dont even know why im typing anymore. because bruce cannot make the dead people leave.
and everyone has seen this fucking movie. so i really should not be describing every line.
and i should just do my homework. and go to bed.
and dread the am. when i have to see everyone. and go back to life.
oh how exhausting remembering is.
and i find myself back in my tiny room. with my tiny television. watching bruce willis be dead.
"i thought i play was better than cats" he says.
and i laugh through my nearly tear haze. and suddenly wish i wasnt so alone.
and now haley is feeling the dead people get mad. and its getting cold apparantly.
and i dont even know why im typing anymore. because bruce cannot make the dead people leave.
and everyone has seen this fucking movie. so i really should not be describing every line.
and i should just do my homework. and go to bed.
and dread the am. when i have to see everyone. and go back to life.
oh how exhausting remembering is.