Sunday, December 28, 2008

Cancel my subscription, I'm through with your issues.

Save the drama for your mama. Tell your mama to feed ya, cause I don't need ya. Witty poetic semantics that let people know we mean business. Mark E Salamone and Morelli style. Let's settle this one. Are you better off telling off? Maybe laying out feelings and detaching from the outcome. But I'm the youngest child, damnit. I want everything to go my way. My ego wouldn't let me sit back and let the universe take the reins. Some Rudolph status. I just got the worst phone call of my life.

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