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Paralyzed.
Nothing’s getting through to me.
Hypnotized from all my surroundings.
I wanna be something I could never be.
I wanna say things that I could never say.
Yeah, I’m gonna do it again!
Sick of my life.
I’m tired of everything in my life.
Dragged down.
Rubbing my face in the ground.
No time for the undecided.
I wanna know why I’ve always felt alone.
And I wanna love.
Why am I untouchable?
Yeah, I’m gonna do it again!
Sick of my life.
I’m tired of everything in my life.
I never wanted to be sick of my life.
I’m tired of everything in my life.

I’m sick of perusing stock images for smiling faces and families moving and other CRAP that I’m just plain sick of. If people want to be so particular about what images they want precisely for me to use in their mockup, provide them. Just provide them.

The weather here is crappy, but I hear it’s nice up at Lanier. Marc tried to get out of going, especially now that he’s going solo. I just can’t spare the time to go. I can barely spare the time for lunch here lately… I sure didn’t spare the time to fix my hair worth a damn today. Good thing it still kinda looks all right, because i didn’t smooth it out when I straightened it.

Okay. Time to turn these headphones up louder and get back to work.