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Day five of the expedition to get in touch with my mom. Each call brings me closer and closer to obscurity. Call me tomorrow afternoon, call me tomorrow afternoon, fuck. What am I supposed to be doing? Am I going to college? Do I have to stay in Pensacola? Live with my parents?
Regression
To be honest I have been in a disassociative state devoid of time, responsibility, and forward momentum.
My parents are walking like crabs around the issues and I'm running our of time.
god bless grizzly bear
Regression
To be honest I have been in a disassociative state devoid of time, responsibility, and forward momentum.
My parents are walking like crabs around the issues and I'm running our of time.
god bless grizzly bear