: sat in a bus where it was more like a minivan and the bus driver's name was grey and he tried to make small talk with the passengers but i pretended not to hear him so i listened to my mp3 player and it was blur's song 2. other incidents but i can't be bothered to remember them. :
my footsteps show me no future.
so i will continue to plainly exist and if anyone needs me, tough luck then.
listen to silverchair 'asylum'
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