LEVINSON.

time goes by, and everything drops away, all the cruelty, all the pain, all the humiliation, it all washes away, I miss my friends, I miss my enemies, I miss the people I talk to everyday, I miss the people who never knew I existed.

POLLY PUT HER FUCKING KETTLE ON.

good times,
are meant to be missed,
when times are bad.

will you be nice for once,
and tell me
fine,
we'll do it your way.

i'm tired,
i really am,
just by thinking.
of all the things happening around me,
the endless questions of what's going on in your mind,
if i'm such a good friend,
i should know don't I?

SACRIFICE.
BE CONSIDERATE.