I Write Letters

Dear "Jeremy" by Pearl Jam:

You have been stuck in my head for days now.

I wake up with you, I go to sleep with you, I work with you, I brush my teeth with you, I have conversations with you, I write emails with you, I shower with you. Frankly, we've just been spending way too much time together.

It's not me; it's you. You're sad and depressing, if darned catchy! But seriously: I need you to go away now. At least for awhile.

Love,
Liss

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