and i don't know what to do about it.
things are weird at work
things are weird with the roommate
and things are weird because i don't have either of my best friends.
one of them left for the marines and a stupid girl
and one of them disappeared from my life...and for what?
i don't know.
"someone call the doctor,i'm not making any sense"
sometimes my imaginary life is better than reality.
sometimes my imaginary self is better than reality.
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