You know…
You know, I’m in the hospital and all. There’s a needle in my neck, I’m not breathing amazingly well, but I really don’t particularly care. I had a really nice evening, nice enough to kill the worrying. My iPod’s on nice and low, Aimee Mann, Elliott Smith, sad songs lulling me to sleep, but I’m not sad. I’m falling asleep happy, in this dark place.
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