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October 16, 2007 - 4:47

Lately, I've noticed a pattern of the sun coming out and through the windows close to the end of the day, when it's time for me to leave. It doses me with enough piss to pick my bones up and do the closing chores I've grown to loathe, invent a good mood and attempt to leave my drudge at the door. But inevitably, when I get outside, the sun is gone. And I curse.
So today, I am distrustful of you, sun.


You make my black look dingy.