Shit cocaine, cigarettes, massive amounts of booze, driving home through deserted and wet streets at 4:30am with my nose running and my heart pounding and the pills just starting to make me woozy and a pain i couldn't shake, it feels like another lifetime but it wasn't really all that long ago... and this album playing in the car as i made my way towards a loveless bed to stare at the wall and listen to the birds welcome another day... sometimes i almost miss it.
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Like I thought. Just online trying to buy Jeff Mangum tickets, and no dice. Thanks for the heads up; I guess the Charlie Brown luck strikes again tho.
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