i can't believe the news today... i can't close my eyes and make it go away how long, how long must we sing this song.. how long.. how lo-oo-oo-ong cause tonight, we can be as one.. sunday, you devil. be off with you, demon. i will go and have some caffiene and some family guy and perhaps to b&n to read more of that maculay culkin book that i never got around to finishing if there is time. i will combat you and will not show you my weaknesses. keep your maudlin overdramatics to yourself, they do not belong to me today. maudlin, maudlin, maudlin, i really like that word. it's so old-sounding. old-sounding? yes. very analytical. oh, shut up, you. we giggle like soft mad children, or some shit.
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