...like a solo cello outside a chorus playing ever so gracefully, the song of the stars.
I'm so not a poet. Hah!
You know what gets me angry?
Pregnant mothers who smoke; People who complain about what they don't have but can't be bothered to want to get it themselves; Mothers who nag at their kids to get a job as soon as they step out of the university. Really, it's not like they're not trying...times are tough and jobs aren't exactly whisking past you.
Random, random thoughts. Man, I need to pick a feeling and stick to it!
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