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i thought i was coming home from texas on a sunday, but it turns out i fly back on saturday and am unable to see okkervil river.
fuck packing, still.
how are you?
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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