Busting one's ass to obtain rank and insignia, and to be paid in second generation stuff, I am beginning to have some serious doubts as I began to speak openly of what is going on. To go busking on the streets just to purchase this stuff for her was crazy enough as it is. Now for me to wash dishes on granville street every week just to have her essence is beginning to sound crazy. I don't even know why I am doing this. I feel my life is being regulated, and when I have time to myself, I find I am always broke ass.
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11/17/06 at 1:58pm