I see the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn

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i'm fucking nauseous as hell surrounded by a group of middle aged women talking about sex and ugh... it's too much. those fucking potstickers, they killed me.

Seven mosquito bites, those tricky things. on my back. out of all the places on my body they have to be on my back. i can't reach my back. i'm pissed.

life is so glamorous at three in the morning on my balcony. mmm pretty pretty!



what am i doing.