Its 3am and I'd rather be somewhere else.
I made a veggie burger.
And ate a jar of pickles.
And thought about crying,
But I didn't want to exert the energy.
Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 3:16 AM UTC
Its 3am and I'd rather be somewhere else.
I made a veggie burger.
And ate a jar of pickles.
And thought about crying,
But I didn't want to exert the energy.
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