We all have rough days. Like, really rough days. We get over it. It's just another day. But, hey, does anyone really tell the whole truth to their doctor? Or therapist? Or anyone else?
You can't, can you? Because they'll think you're mental. They'll take your shoelaces from you.
I like my shoelaces.
"There is a better world. There must be..."
Monday, November 12, 2007
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Ah the smiths. i wish i could be whisked away to those simpler times of high school, when i listened to them. I really enjoy your blog sir.
i understand your pain.
keep up the good work. on your blog.
-jx
Ah, someone knew the lyrics. Very good. Yes, they remind me of simpler times too.
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