Its July 7, 2009.
I still have no second job.
I am sick with some flu bug.
I am stuck in this forsaken, loathesome town.
I think I'll go eat worms.
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- Rachel
- "Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching in a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive..." -Mitch Albom
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