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tonight jimmy has taken care of me once again when no else would. i think we are each others own personal guardian angels. i'm way more than blessed to have a friend like him. thank you jimmy, i love you.
i walked home from his apartment in a kinda haze. some homeless lady waived her hands at me to get my headphones off to ask for fifty cents as i came trotting down fillmore. too bad i just spent the last bit of money on my bus ride home. tomorrow is pay day and i'm so in need of it. she had a really nice jacket on though. weird.
tomorrow i go to hang jimmy's art up with him and then i think it's time for me to finally try to get some good sleep and clean my room. ugh. it's a wreck in here.
the end.
i walked home from his apartment in a kinda haze. some homeless lady waived her hands at me to get my headphones off to ask for fifty cents as i came trotting down fillmore. too bad i just spent the last bit of money on my bus ride home. tomorrow is pay day and i'm so in need of it. she had a really nice jacket on though. weird.
tomorrow i go to hang jimmy's art up with him and then i think it's time for me to finally try to get some good sleep and clean my room. ugh. it's a wreck in here.
the end.