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sweeet. i think tomorrow i'm getting songs about fucking. they have it in daytona at the record store, complete with a sticker on the cover that says "CLASSIC!" in big letters.
i bought 27 cds in amoeba, a third of them by artists i am familiar with. at least they were mostly all a dollar.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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