there is a great big ball of I can't seem to give a fuck weighing down right on my shoulders. i'm the Atlas of apathy. running around each and every day making a slight change in my life, accomplishing things at a snails pace that my peers did 10 years ago. what in the world can I complain about next?
poem for smiley:
i am
beck's muse
jerry's dean
shorty's fuse
losing's team
time's bitch
sarcasm's pimp
need's itch
strength's limp
memory's loss
mind's flaw
work's boss
progress's crawl
winning's shame
losing's friend
different's same
starting's end
got it?
manicmanicmanicmanicmanicmanicmanicmanic
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