bad 90's rock, I'm silent. sitting in a bar, alone at a table of four.
mouths move, as per usual, my migraine increases. Forcing a smile, they do not notice, I'm on the brinks of, anxiety.
But why would anyone care, really?
They're all too caught up in the range in genre of music playing over the speakers.
Alice in Chains were never a good band.
fuck off.
grunge rocked.
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