I swear my upstairs neighbors always sound like they are practicing for the WWF . It sounds like I live under sumo wrestlers. I don't think people are considerate enough when they live in apartments. They have to realize that they're borrowing that space, and they need to take the lives of their close neighbors into consideration with all that they do. Honestly, most people I know act like they were raised by wolves. Anyways, people are constantly asking me when i'm coming home to visit, and the truth is I don't know. As much as I'm dying to leave this piece of shit city, i've already lived Chicago. I want to visit places i've never been before. Besides, I don't see anybody breaking their necks to fly out here and see me. People are always looking to me to be the outstanding citizen, the one who leads. I'm tired of leading, when can I just rest? My arms can't fight, what my eyes can't see, New York is looking better and better to me. Oh- and I still hate L.A.
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