I think we knew it was going to blow chunks. We really ought to have listened to our intuition. Instead, I wake up fucked up Tuesday morning for class at 9, shoes stepped on and dirty, as close to being broke as I have been in a year, and I smell horrible.
Great.
Fuck Justice, fuck MyspaceMusic tours, fuck bad judgment. I really ought to just have stayed home.
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