“…6am and the bathroom tile is freezing. The mirror betrays the awful truth of my being. i try to wash the misery off, but softsoap can’t cleanse me of my misfortune. sleep is so hard to find. maybe if i do another line? my heart is exploding with the joy and pain of the universe! or maybe that’s the coke….”

I can’t be sure if this is actually an excerpt from Conor Oberst’s Live Journal – officially – but it’s just Obersty enough for me to act like it is and get away with it. Excuse me…I’m gonna go look at myself in front of the mirror and do a line of SoftSoap while you check this link out.
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