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mood: 
cutaneously deprived
cutaneously deprivedmusic: Eamon - Fuck It
I know it is petty and small to call names in response to traumatic experiences, but I'm pretty ok with that at this point. I've decided that for whatever reason I cannot understand anyone else to any appreciable extent. Not sure what to do about that, but in the interim I'm just gonna be jaded and nasty. People don't like me? Fuck 'em. I don't like them either. I'd like to dedicate this song to all women everywhere…
Caroline's Spine — Psycho
busy, busy, I'm so busy, I've got no time for you
sleazy, sleazy, you say I'm sleazy for all the things I put you through
angry, angry, now you're angry; sick of all the games we're playin'
sleepy, sleepy, I'm so sleepy; tired of all the things you're sayin'
chorus: I'm so sorry, excuse me for livin'. I didn't know, didn't know you were a pyscho…
wasted, wasted, I get so wasted; sometimes I can't even get up the stairs
stupid, stupid, you say I'm stupid for telling you not to be scared of me
frightened, frightened, now you're frightened; you thought we were "oh so close"
while I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm slowly dyin', 'cause you won't leave me alone
chorus
salute me, greet me so glad to meet me then you say I'm such a mess
well, sue me, chew me, beebopaloo me thanks so much… now go get dressed
preach me, teach me, so glad you reached me before you found me, I was a waste
you found me, bound me, rolled all around me now you're gone and I got faced…
chorus
