Today was practicing terrifying guitar solos for the show feeling sorry for broken-hearted friends whose buses break down three miles down the interstate in elaborate escape from heat-advisory ridden towns with nothing left to offer orphans-like-us, for those who are in pieces over real break-ups via virtual caring living the night of a Motion City Soundtrack line hoping the electricity is back at work tomorrow that the interview comes that the bus is fixed that the pieces of her heart will fall on the people she trusts to crazy glue it back to-get-her yes there is more but here is a point when overfilling this cup you realize you're a mess making clean attempt to see the destructive beautiful all I really want to do is make them feel okay to cheers tomorrow just for today.
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