warning: this is a whiny post. read at own risk.
tastedisappointment's bitter sting and wrapyourself in the chords ofdiscombobulation discomb-maybe i shouldtry again'll things be better'll things turn out goodhere's what i said to me:whatever will be will bethe future's not ours to seedont care so much about it.but! maybedisappointmentonce twice thrice fwice phricecan only do you so much. do you. see?nah.
i took a break;
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