She's in bed with a higher up right now. That's okay, pretty girls tend to gravitate towards stability.
One can only be destitute for so long. Sullen. My cigarette keeps going out. She's on the subway platform by now. I have dreams. Good ones, bad ones. They leave me wanting more. I saw your web presence & succumbed to despondency. Bullshit. What a vapid place. Not the box, no, the web. Take a trip, go. It's better that way. It only hurts in the morning.
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