Apple,
I’m leaving. I’m going back to Minneapolis.
I know what you’ve been doing. I know who you’ve been doing it with.
I can’t stand this fucking city for one more goddamn night. I hate it. I hate what it’s done to you.
When that shit catches up with you, don’t call me for help.
Steven
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