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Life is good. My emotions have been so intense lately that Ive managed to scare myself at times, but its alright. Ive found myself in a blanket on my balcony chain smoking and crying myself stupid at dumb hours of the night too many times in the past month. I mean there is alot of shit, but there is also so much great, so Im devoting all my attention to the things that make me smile. I dont know whats made me happy but thats the glory of it, so just let it ride kids. I feel like I should dread my hair, wear a fat hessian sack and chant hymns surrounded by burning inscence...but I wont.
Over and out.
Over and out.