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January 15, 2009 - 5:46 p.m.

drunk. drunk. drunk.
just let the pen cap stay off-
who cares if the pen dries up?

despair.

and i will look for meaning in anything-
i mean anything.
i keep thinking i am supposed to be learning something from all of this.

never failed to fail, it was the easiest thing to do.
keep tinkinig i can forget this southern cross but i don;t think its possible.

fuck it all.

this means nothing.