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forgot to carry the zero

i'm waiting on the phone for at& t.

delson came and went quickley and quietly and didnt see me and didnt see anyone and didnt even step foot in new york city. i dont know how i feel about that. relieved? a little bit. but regretful also maybe.

maybe just fucking retarded for having felt anything at all.

i want to go to school. college. i want to run away from the wrath of hmj.

i want to write down the lyrics to carry the zero.

do a zine. move to another city. get rid of this fucking cell phone.

1:35 p.m. - 2003-12-30

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