bathroom, nyc, 07.15.09"dear universe,
why do you shit on me so? i throw my hands up and ask you want you want, then you take a big shit on my head, but what the hell am i supposed to do with it now? im still at a loss. it changes nothing.
then as im reeling from what you've revealed, you send me hearts. TO WIPE MY ASS WITH.
you're cruel.
this must amuse you.
maybe i'll see the humor in it someday.
but for now, i'm cross with you. "
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