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Jan 2015
Hit some ***** at the driving range
Watched some of Bourne Identity
Trying to sync an Ipod

Eternally exhausted
Life the terrible burden
Some guy named Jesus
Gives a **** about me

Cool beans Jesus
I guess I'll keep praying

I try to be good
And do what is right

Breathing kind of heavy
Tired

And all I will ever get
Is endless toil

So tiring this life
I really don't like living here

Of course young Americans
Can't find good jobs

Our country is ruined
Trillions of dollars in debt

At least I had a good eggplant for dinner
It's the small things in life
That make it enjoyable I suppose
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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