Today was one of those days that I have, oh, every other one, where I feel like my tiny life is trying to suffocate me. I've got too much to offer this world, to high of goals, too much I'm missing, to stay much longer.
Them gypsy roots run rampant. The stiller my bones, the more restless my blood.
I gotta get out of here.
I know it's partially my own fault, but mostly I blame my location.
I've sapped every ounce of fun out of this county, I'm sure. That's what I get for starting young I suppose.
I've got to just get going, start fresh, meet new people. My stagnant situation is wearing on me.
I swear I'm becoming more and more dull. I know I used to be awesome.
How's your town? Living someplace exciting? Tell me all about it.
Living in a bunk little town like me, tell me all about it, we can have a bitch and stitch, virtual status.
Bored truly,
Pauper
Them gypsy roots run rampant. The stiller my bones, the more restless my blood.
I gotta get out of here.
I know it's partially my own fault, but mostly I blame my location.
I've sapped every ounce of fun out of this county, I'm sure. That's what I get for starting young I suppose.
I've got to just get going, start fresh, meet new people. My stagnant situation is wearing on me.
I swear I'm becoming more and more dull. I know I used to be awesome.
How's your town? Living someplace exciting? Tell me all about it.
Living in a bunk little town like me, tell me all about it, we can have a bitch and stitch, virtual status.
Bored truly,
Pauper
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