I have been feeling like shit all week, coughing and body aching. I took off work two days, and today I am working from home. I’ve been taking the day quil and nyquil. Weirdly enough, I think nyquil makes me more awake. I haven’t been able to fall asleep at a reasonable hour at all this week. I just feel really really strange.

I’m playing a semi-open mic thing at Rachel’s cafe tonight if anyone wants to come watch. It starts around 6. Apparently they have some good foods there and coffee and jazz. Afterwards, it’s off to gaming night until I crumple into a heap of coughing fits.

and you wake up and get to feel the same mistakes [][][][][][][] you were right, you were right, but you wanted me to die and so 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 when you get what you want 1111111111111111111 it will hurt worse then you realize 2222222222222222222222222222222 and now when its years from now and you are in a situation that arises you will say 33333333333333333333333333 why did i ever do this?

i win.

PARTAKE:

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Fire eye’d boy giv’em all the slip,

It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these, time and time again

I, I’m a new day rising
I’m a brand new sky to hang the stars upon tonight

what rhymes with capitulation? cohabitation? you are my own worst enemy. if i could stare at you person, i would, but im left to consume your words from afar and wonder whats buried underneath. i want to cut myself out from this and onto my own. to be young and naive and caught up in the trivial sure is grand [friend is a four letter word and so are you]. [][][][][][] I’m thinking that it’s a signnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn that it’s time to realign and correspondingly shift one’s shape to miss you to death. ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() i hate your historical narrative, and i must interject here, there are gaps and revisions that do not make the truth clear 0000000000000000 i liked your lies about some idealistic future 11111111111111111111111111

i tried the best to leave this on your conscious but Lenin never went on vacation (though apparently he went on walks in Switzerland). consider:

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