traces of an inexplicable misfeature.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006

After complaining so much about
how exhausted I am after work,
and after (somewhat) keeping to my
sleep-early regimen,
today I failed myself by coming to work
with a hangover.

It's really sad,
to see people acting like clowns,
just to clinch a deal.
Sales = Selling yourself
Entertaining = 275 bottles of Black Label

This is damn bad.
Getting myself so pissed drunk on a tuesday night,
is not funny at all.

I feel like I'm back in school.
Hahaha


trapped inside of these four walls
walking brainless muppet dolls
mushroom face beneath the tangles
bleeding silhouette inside
dancing like an angel would


Cole , 11:06 AM.

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