i like the sound of toture

i'm almost twenty-two.
i have two years till i finish college.
i'd really like to have my own record store.
i don't have a home. not a real one.
the last boy i went out with only wanted in my pants.
the last boy i kissed went out with me because he was lonely and bored.
i'm in a town where the library is my life.
twenty-two more days till i get to boston.
my mind is broken.



 
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