when i feel terribly out numbered, pushed out, thought ill of, colored, used, abused, slandered, hated and betrayed - it hurts.
and i pray. and i want to forget everything.
and God is my comforter.
then Ryan Adams comes out with a new record, and I feel kinda better about most things - except I want to pick up smoking again.
Lucky Now by ryanadams
And you keep this in your brain forever: In Soviet Russia, my heart breaks you!
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