oh yes. i am just a young, sad, lost soul. i want you and i hate you. i hate you and that is the only reason i want you.
are you kidding me? no i hate this shit. why i even open my lungs to take one more fucking stupid breath of this thin, unfair air...i just don't know.
Goldy Han told me that i have wonderful head of hair. i told her it was my hair, this hair. she laughed.
i walked away with my trail of animals in tow. i can't wait to get back to my filthy river. i want to sail away.
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