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Today is: Jun 23rd, 2011 1:49:58 am - Subscribe
Mood: Thefted.
Inspiration: Awful roommate singing.

I have been suffering from a serious case of the what the fuck lately.

What changed overnight, I'll never know. He breaks my heart. How is it that he seriously doesn't see it. Is he seriously just that STUPID?

My heart is like those plastic bins you used to get bulk lego in.
Cheerfully tacky red.
Clatters when you shake it.
But it should come with a warning; a discretional label.

CAUTION: Once open- you will lose peices. You will no longer have 1000 assorted bits and bites to build upon.

They will steal your lego.
Steal your abilty to build.

I need to close the lid and save the last thirty peices I have. Otherwise-
Will I ever be able to build myself back up?
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