almost everyone i know is in some sort of crisis: break ups, breakdowns, general malaise and ennui around every turn.
i'm thinking we should all just take cover until memorial day, when we'll reconvene for a giant barbecue at my house. i'll import fireflies from the east coast. we'll lie in the hammock, drink beer and pick each others scabs. everything will be fine.
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oh man, i'm so there...
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