Monday, November 5, 2007

Beneath Medicine Tree

(the) dissolution of articles

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If it's not too late for coffee,
I'll be at your place in ten.
We'll hit that all night diner
and then we'll see...

~Copeland

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I'm tired. I'm worn out. I feel ill. I'm anxious. I can't stand how messy the apartment is, which is probably why I'm anxious. Oh, and I love it, but it hurt like hell. It seems that everything you love eventually makes you hurt like hell.