stranger in the house
The man is back in my life. His face is the same and his purpose hasn't changed. It's good to be a part of his machine again. I greet him daily with a smile. I grit my teeth and perform my duties. He's happy I'm back, so I'm happy he's happy.
I'm happy you're happy. Fuck the man.
December 19, 2009 at 8:08 PM
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