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I.

Am.

Fucked.

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Capital I, capital A, capital F.



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I miss delivering papers. Those folks needed a service I delivered. All I get now is to sit here emo, thinking of ways to congure up new acquaintaces. I walked out of a party full of new folks to come back and search for the old ones. I left my favorite underpass, hanging up on a new friend to search for something I lost along the road. But you'll live and so will I. We all get by on something we find inside ourselves.