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the storm creeps all around
this building, tongue tied
and flashing. i begin to feel
outnumbered and i've lost
my atm card. good thing i didn't try
to get cash or maybe it's a good thing
i didn't get that other apt
in the place that made me feel
like a criminal.


just for wanting to rent...


i believe a lease is contract
between the lessor and the lessee
my duty is to pay my rent
and their duty is to serve. why is it
that some apt places act like they're
doing you a favor to live there.
it's a little of both.
i will pay x dollahs
you will maintain the property.


ok, the visits to mp
stark white and tan nish
olde english style sporting
palms. each upstairs has a balcony
each downstairs a back yard. a back
yard. little squares of privacy fence
no one can walk thru your backdoor.
how constricting. even the air
can't stand the pathways. closets
of green.

my daughter wants to live there
cuz itz just a walk away from skool. no way.
we're gonna get a better place.
means sum sacrificing.
no smoking. cigs. that's almost 90 pm
yeah baby i can do that. plus gettin up
in the morning for a while. she should ride
a bike down to the light and cut thru
that ofice park. she should get a job.

she should do a lotta things.
so should i. get up and drive her
wake jacob . i get the living room this time.
sigh. i want a closet. well, its not forever.
i'll just store most things away
keep them in their boxes. all this moving
all this disruption. everyone i know
is looking for a different situation.

i would like to have a place but
this school situation is bringing me down.

and now i'm throwing away even more
well it's betta than burnin it up
chika. give up the smokes. it'll do ya
good. tonite? yah, tonite.


90 dollahs a month. man, i can't do it.
i love to smoke. i love to smoke.


i can do it.
just keep me in weed
the constant tingling
may just just keep me awake.

take a deep breath.
you know what i hate?
stories of human bravery
over trials. well, not really i hate
conquering your demons.
i want to dance wit em.


so my demon is smoke.
but i wanna quit. 90 dineros.
9000000000000000 pesatas.
imagine the oranges you could buy
with that. ok, but can i do it.


heh. let's give it a trial trial.
just for tonite
no smokezzzzzzzzzzz


invite dad to tha dance.
no whining. if i quit smokin
we can live ok. ok?

one pack a week. one cigarette a day?

you think?
hahahahaha

oh dear. where is my dj when i need her?

in canada, in a pome.