two whole tears.
two whole tears is all i could muster. alone, in a tanning bed. two whole tears.
that's how exhausted i am of all this. i could only muster two whole tears.
it was like this, all over again.
it was like this, all over again.
last night, i was surrounded by... prospects. kind eyes, full beards, infectious laughs.
and you know what i thought?
"god, i hope they're not interested in return. i'm too tired."
"god, i hope they're not interested in return. i'm too tired."
because really. i'm just too damn tired.
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