so here i sit, in this apartment, which is a mess, listening to music i never thought i'd find myself listening to, eagerly awaiting the arrival of something i never thought i'd be eagerly awaiting, and i find myself contemplating the past and the present. the future means nothing right now, not in this state of mind. my past is something i've
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