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only things There are only three things I talk to people about anymore. 1. My slam poetry adventures. 2. My independent study. 3. Crap. And you know, they can't really be caring when I talk about it, because if it bores ME to talk about it there's no way they're interested. And if I' have that conversation with you, I've already had it a hundred times before and I'm probably not paying attention. Jesus. Fucking ask me about something real. I'm a cd that's been skipping for three months now. Someone hit the forward button so I can play the rest of this song. ----- - - 6:32 p.m. , January 29, 2005 personal empowerment - 9:48 p.m. , January 12, 2005 jaksdf - 7:22 p.m. , December 19, 2004 the break up - 11:08 p.m. , December 16, 2004 fists of rage - 6:28 p.m. , December 13, 2004 |