You walk out of the office holding your box of crap
with a huge smile. Finally a new start!!
your car smells like weed and 7-eleven coffee
and it dawns on you that if you could bottle that scent you'd make millions!
as you race back to your shit-pit
that old feeling takes hold of you again
that you want to put on eyeliner and purple nail polish and just dance around to The Cure all night!
but first you've got to beg your landlord not to kick you out!
your apartment is so shitty
you'd be really ok if you got evicted!
like, who the hell lives in a tent inside their apartment??
oh, right - YOU DO!!!! 
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