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So I have been working lately and just kicking it. I feel like I fit in a little better out here, now that I crossed the 3 month line I think I’m allowed to tell people “Fuck you I’m from Chicago”. I’m really amped about getting this paycheck and not being on the streets anymore. God will provide; fortunately for us. Gonna buy a phone, been looking around for places. Seems like I can get a studio for less than an arm and a leg.. Thinking about going down south where cigarettes are cheaper and stocking up on some Newports, selling them 2 for a dollar; you know what it is. I don’t always smoke weed, but when I do, I make sure it’s blueberry superman diesel kush. Stay thirsty my friends/
You move - like I want to To see - like your eyes do We are…downstairs Where no one can see New life - break away Tonight… I feel like more Tonight I… We make the water warm You taste - foreign And I know - you can see The cord - break away ‘Cause tonight… I feel like more Tonight…I feel like more Feel like more Tonight… You breathed - then you stop I breathed - and drive you off And tonight I…feel Feel like more Oh! Tonight I feel like… I feel like more Tonight I feel like more I feel like more Tonight…
To recite! While taken with delerium, I no longer know what it is that I’m saying; or doing! And yet it is necessary, force yourself! Bah! Can’t you be a man? You are Pagliaccio. Put on the costume, and the face in white powder. The people pay, and laugh when they please. And if Harlequin invites away Colombina laugh, Pagliaccio, and everyone will applaud. Change into laughs; your spasms of pain! The tears of Pain! Ah! Laugh! Pagliaccio! For your love is broken! Laugh off the pain that poisons your heart…
