November 15th, 2001

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I lie still upon the floor
And still he knocks upon the door
I hold my breath
Shut my eyes
He paces, paces, knocks again

I shout, "Nobody's home!"
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    somebody turn up the pop-punk

Yes, this is a rhetorical question.

Why is it the same person who can somehow convince multiple people to cart my lame ass back and forth between Philly and Wilkes Barre can't pick up a fucking phone for 30 seconds and say "You got mail from some police station."?
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    Linkin Park, quel horreur!!