There are days when all things don’t blend or mend. I know I’m depressed, because I can see it! Look at my hair, my cloths, and my body always hurts. I’m totally fucked! Here sits radio’s basket case—preparing to receive more unfavorable reviews.
July 17, 2001
Admitting without fear
There are days when all things don’t blend or mend. I know I’m depressed, because I can see it! Look at my hair, my cloths, and my body always hurts. I’m totally fucked! Here sits radio’s basket case—preparing to receive more unfavorable reviews.
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