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I might be too strong out on compliments
Overdosed on confidence started not to give a fuck and stop fearing the consequence
Drinking every night because we drink to my accomplishments
Faded way too long I’m floating in and out on consciousness
And they say that I’m back I’d agree with that
I just take my time with all this shit I still believe in that
I had someone tell me I fell off ooh I needed that
And they wanna see me pick back up right well where’d I leave it at?

I know I exaggerated things now I got it like that
Stuff a napkin in my shirt cuz im just mobbin like that
You know good and well that you don’t wanna problem like that
You gon make someone around me cause your body that bad ooh

No, don’t do it please don’t do it
Cuz one of us goes in and we all go through it
And drizzy got the money
So drizzy gon pay it
Those my brothers I aint even gotta say it
That’s just something they know

Republicans say they want to save the country from Obama’s reckless spending. But as Paul Begala argues, it’s the GOP’s policies that have driven the nation into the ground.

Jul 30, 2011 9:19 PM EDT

There it sits, lonely and forlorn on my shelf. A leather-bound copy of the 1999 Budget of the United States of America. A gift from President Clinton to the folks on his team, it was the first balanced budget in decades.

But it wasn’t supposed to be the last. Indeed, experts projected surpluses as far as the eye could see. $5.7 trillion in surpluses, to be exact. The surpluses were so strong that deep into the future—in 2009—the entire national debt was going to be zero. For the first time since

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The cool. The cool air weaves through my clothing and presses up against my skin. The vibrations. The vibrations when my feet hit the ground. I’m stepping, stepping forward. Forward is where my destination has run away to, as I too run somewhere I can’t get to, too. It’s cool.

Meanwhile, I’m racing against the tall, fat cats that hog it all up never thinking about the younger guy. The less fortunate guy. The person with his head down, the honest, truthful, humble, hard worker who never hurt a fly, who would never turn on you, who would never double cross, betray, or back-stab you is immobile. The girl on her knees, trying to please to pay the bills is immobile. That’s cold.

Their next destination is far from close. Me, I’m running away from my destination. My next destination is sleep while it’s comfy and cool.

Sleep = rest. Rest = rejuvenation. Rejuvenation = a fresh start, but fresh starts are hard to come by. You are hard to come by. You wont let me come by you. I was by you for a long time. You were by me for a long time. We were by each other for seven years. Seven years, not enough. It was warm then. Now it’s cold. Can we have a fresh start?

Cool. No matter what or how, time is now. I am now, you are later. But, that was then. This is now, now, now…

Transiency is forever, now. Now, is forever now. Forever, was, will be, and is. Cool.

What does it mean when you say that?

Do you mean it?

Do you know what it means?

Do I know what it is?

How soon did you know?

Why couldn’t you wait?

Why did you move forward?

Was I blind?

Were you blind?

Was the condensation too thick to see out?

Was it too hot?

Were we too hot?

Hot enough to burn?

Did we burn ourselves?

Is that why I feel like ashes?

Ashes blown away by the breeze.

Cool is the breeze.

Don’t melt.

Time’s up.

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