[...] anyway, i kept standing next to that crazy cannon, looking down at the game and freezing my ass off. only, i wasn't watching the game too much. what i was really hanging around for, i was trying to feel some kind of a good-by. i mean i've left schools and places i didn't even know i was leaving them. i hate that. i don't care if it's a sad good-by or a bad good-by, but when i leave a place i like to *know* i'm leaving it. if you don't, you feel even worse.
i! pub brod
29. novembra 36, beograd
sreda, 05/03/08
20/00-02/00
holden caulfield/a@superstudio
some jitterbug. some pop. you'll know when you leave.
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