Sometimes the words I want to say get choked up in my throat with all of the other things I want to say and then I cant even tell you anything.
I hope you remember.

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Christmas worked in retail is a strange old thing in a kind of too sad to be funny, too funny to be sad way.
I will say this for you american apparel, you are air conditioned. And for that I remain eternally faithful.


Autumn on the inside forever on the interior.
All of my housemates are listening to Bill Callahan and smog albums respectively.


I know, I know. At least it isn't twilight... You could do a lot worse.