I go to bed tonight with some drunken loneliness that only finds comfort in the ambiguous friend requests of ass chapped myspace photographs.
i miss a lot of you a lot of the time.
(do not mistake this rambling, i love it here)
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If only there was some way you make new friends. Some mechanism where you would meet many like minded people. Some way to be the center of attention for just a moment in a room where others can hear your thoughts and viewpoints.
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