Listening to 311 during hot, muggy, humid summer days is a cliche. Listening to 311 while smoking weed is also a cliche.
Blogging about cliches is a cliche.
I'm a cliche because I try to avoid being a cliche but in the process I become a cliche.
To be a pessimist; we're fucked.
But we'll try to avoid being fucked and that is another cliche.
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