I'm bored.
I sit.
I eat.
I feel bad.
I need out.
I draw.
"It scares me".
"I know."
Go to the gym.
Can't.
Air's bad.
They say not to.
She says no.
I groan.
Do this.
The end.
Not really though.
What am I going to doooo.
10.26.2007
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