Is it destruction that you require to feel?

I feel used, condescended to, and really just flat annoyed, to be 100% honest.

And sad. Still so sad. Sadder still, in fact.

But enough about me. How are you? Is everything OK? Can I get you anything? Fluff your pillow? Spritz your drink? If there is anything I can deliver, I trust you will please let me know. I'll be back in a moment to check on you.

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--> Pretty (Ugly Before), Elliott Smith
--> Slow Show, The National