Strange things are afoot at the circle-K....
Here it is. It's Wednesday night and I'm not gargling with booze flavoured puke. Wide Wednesday was a constant. It was an institution. Fuck, it was more of a god than I've ever had at any point. The hurricane is off out in fancy dress for a meal with Laura's folks. Completely fucking up one of the few things I actually do with my life in the
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Is it as ace as a headbanging tron?
I need some ritalin.
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