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It's killing time. The TV''s on with a bottle of shit. Buried Needle. The
record player has forgotten not to spin, so, you're feeling useless? Well,
the bidding starts at $19.95. And while the survey says 'cheers and
applause' another hour dies. Jacking off again. 40 oz in the fridge. Have
these dreams put to sleep. So call me up and tell me something. I'm dying
to believe. I dunno. I don't care. I just sit and stare now. I don't think.
I just listen to the drone of this old being. (I just listen to the voice
of this machine) Friday night, steppin out and talkin to the same fucking
people. "So, how's your family?" "How was school?" Conversation strain.
Force endurance from this class. It's 11:45. Two more hours lumber past and
I feel like I tried. (Sight of profound apathetic despair) Fucking off
again. Talking to this bitch, She hates me. I hate her. So shut me up and
take me somewhere. I'm dying to leave.
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