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That's so pompous. Tell yourself that so you can sleep at night, thinking that your life is somehow significant because someone found a plug for their leaky innards. I'll take Eight Days a Week before I take your love.
EDIT:
So sometimes when I'm alone, or sometimes when I'm not, I make shit up. And I like to think that I'll find someone to move a coat rack for me or something. But that'd fix everything and make it all suck.
EDIT:
So sometimes when I'm alone, or sometimes when I'm not, I make shit up. And I like to think that I'll find someone to move a coat rack for me or something. But that'd fix everything and make it all suck.