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- 6:26 p.m. 2003-07-20 Play an old record on a vynle. Listen to it skip and jerk about and think about the beauty of imperfection, about how it makes things real. And every once in a while, the record skips in the perfect place and ur favorite line is echoed enchantingly until someone fixes it. I wish life was like a record and i could just skip in place in the perfect moment. Because my life is like a bad record and there have only been a few lines worth listening to. I should stop and reflect on how stupid most of this stuff sounds... but oh well i keep writing anyway damn i'm boring
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