Beauty of the day: Old faces. Familiar faces. Although it wasn't a good day, it was good to see them.
It sucks that somebody had to die for us to get back together and have food in the same place.
On the other hand... I'm tired. I do a lot, and I get shit just for having my bike inside the house. Fuck, I just don't want it stolen. And no, it doesn't matter whatever good things I've done today. Nothing matters. It just matters that my bike was wherever my asswipe brother wanted to sit.
I just want a break.
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