Someone wire me $800 so I can stay here at least one more month.
Everything is so horrible, there's no work, I have no where to stay.
I just hate everything, and wish that for one second, things will be okay.
Things will get better. But, big dreamin', huh?
I'm going to lose it all.
My house, my furniture, anything I've ever called mine.










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"Flowers gathered in the morning,
Afternoon they blossom on.
Still are withered by the evening,
You can be me when I'm gone."
I'm really sorry for being so late.
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"Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted."
'Kushiel's Dart' by Jacqueline Carey
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