would look like a sitcom
from some objective view
and sometimes my own. I have
a problem keeping things
straight, knowing who I'm
supposed to be angry with
how to react. I can't help it
I like people and I hate them
and love and hate and love and hate.
Does that make any sense? Like I
said, it plays like a sitcom
and not just because I'm
so darn hilarious
but because of the tragedy
of it all, the sheer
hijinks.
Hey, if I can
use the word
hijinks
you know my life
is really that bad.
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