Ate too many crackers. Procrastinating packing--waiting for laundry. Vast amounts of items still in room. Listening to "Heroine" while Muff examines my copy of Science and Health and asks questions about the writing in the margins. Our last night together.
You watch the traffic clear. You hear the cars spin out.
I never thought you'd last. I never dreamed you would.
Seriously, I can't believe the girl this song is about rejected Andrew.
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