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Summary: a monologue of things that are really no good for you, like love and drugs.
Inspiration: Honestly, I was sitting on the toilet seat, like a lady, peeing, like a lady, when I was thinking, like I usually do, about just a bunch of things, and I thought "I really had to be crazy to be with him, since he was always high ". And I just
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