some friends need to die, be burned, go to the back of the line
for other, better friends
to be better.
all the songs i'm listening to have to do with the present
i think my shuffle is trying to tell me something
i'm liking my worry project. a lot. it's nice.
all of the pages are mailed to my friend zane in a sealed envelope
and then she burns them.
it's quite nice to think about.
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