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on my back and up at you, the stars are glaring overhead and somewhere in the next room someone's scouring the internet for friendly california making industry connections, faking dreams of smaller stages, bragging rights and tragic dressing rooms. it puts me in my place to know that you can make me feel just like a kid with half a line in the season's latest cancellation. lock me up on friday nights. the drinks are ripe; it feels too right since management betrayed me, betrayed me. sneaky as hell when you're out on your own and you'd already labeled yourself not
breathing. i'll stay on your good side 'cause i want a good life. i've already said it before- im leaving."
if this is a conquest, a superficial reason, im
sorry