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I missed my flight to Seattle yesterday. And I was down to my last, I spent it on the train there. All I had left in my pocket was some empty gum rappers and lint. Luckily in my Patty Smith book I had a dollar placed on the money poem. I spent it on some coffee to drink while I contemplated how the fuck I was gonna get out of the airport

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[no_series]

Yeah I miss you.

[no_series]

I'm hardly safe. My current living situation is to be discussed via mobile.
I have an odd feeling of being homeless and just want a room to rent where I can have my dog. I don't think its possible but a boy can dream.

[no_series]

Your silly. I cannot be mad at you.