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You’re Killing Me, Brandon

It’s spring and my spikes are hanging from a doorknob.

How to be addicted to having second thoughts about having quit track:

Mix: sprinters, losers, winners, Brandon Flowers, sweat, crying, yelling, yelling, Pre, yelling, a lot of ouch, not enough oxygen, and a couple of unfunny, anti-inspirational puns.

Put them all in a blender.

It works!