Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Close Her.

There is no greater way to greet a new month of the ever-growing new year than by a feeling of utter listlessness, pangs of confusion, and moments of self-deprecating? self-reflection.

Excuse me while I attempt to further burden my unconscious through the melancholic harmonies of a (fleeting) cerebral (and impending myocardial) infarction.

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