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turned 21 recently. got sick. am ill. choppy waters. still moving. dog died, no shit. still fucking sick. a month now. party tonight, moms. passed out twice last time. woke up in my own bed naked. hope no one got fucked. dont remember. that would be upsetting. not having sex makes me who i am. crutch. identity. path. life.
one hour till people show up, staggering already, well slightly. but i look good. out the shave and shower. entertaining thoughts of fucking with the heads of some legal secretary chi...pardon me WOMeN. back in like 3 months or so. all vagrant and shit.
one hour till people show up, staggering already, well slightly. but i look good. out the shave and shower. entertaining thoughts of fucking with the heads of some legal secretary chi...pardon me WOMeN. back in like 3 months or so. all vagrant and shit.