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On January 13, 2014

Honey, I'm home! I shout from the door. I would kick it, but I'm afraid, who I - who I - gonna find in our bed.

Terrible feeling typical for you, I'm a chapter in your movie, you star in it the zillion times, yes, m'lady you are a fright of the Friday night.

Terrible feelings typical for you, you're a filled blank in my life, you could sit right here and still, be the thousand milles away.

How should I fix my baby, there is no cure to repair a little tramp, hello my lovely indie, can you please just chose another groove.

I don't hear a blond in my head...