Friday, October 26, 2007

Paper

Are we ever going to run out of paper? You can tell me if we are. Every damn night when I empty out my pockets I've got receipts from getting gas, the atm, bars I work at, bars I frequent, gum, etc...

I write my schedule on a little slip of paper. I'll write a wee note to myself or someone else. I've got little scraps of paper friggin everywhere. I'm sorry. I've just noticed it. It's ridiculous. I love you so much, it hurts.

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