I can triangulate, actually. I just realized.

The weekend just seems so worthless, because I know exactly what's going to come out of it. I think I'm desperate to be loved. As awful as that sounds. This week has been entirely too long, man. Entirely too long.

"Like I care!

The world won't turn until something breaks

Who will make the first last mistake?

Good things come to those who wait

Well, I can't wait!"

Gonna get on the microphone down at Wal-Mart...

They give no fuck.

Yeah, just don't think about it, just don't think about it. Don't bother with me today, don't bother. I'm rather vulnerable today.
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