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I enjoy peaking in on the lives of those who wish to write in this thing; but never really give back any secrets of my own, but i've confessed a million times to my black journal and that's all that really matters, because only the motherfuckers that matter will ever read that. Oh what, i'm the only one that reads it? Well, what does that say?
psssst...it says that Josh needs a boy to read his journal REAL BAD LIKE.
Mmmm. Sweet aspartame, how you've aided me in the past, and how you continue to aid me. You're the lover i'll always want in my bed...and by bed i mean a tin can, of sorts, on the bed stand.
Past figures that never existed in the physical have been in my mind a lot lately, it's really fucking annoying.
To the point of waking up hard, from dreams of weird two boy one girl threesomes, what the fuck is with that? Someone needs to get laid.
Anyway.
Uhhhh. Wow i should just delete this thing for i never use it
psssst...it says that Josh needs a boy to read his journal REAL BAD LIKE.
Mmmm. Sweet aspartame, how you've aided me in the past, and how you continue to aid me. You're the lover i'll always want in my bed...and by bed i mean a tin can, of sorts, on the bed stand.
Past figures that never existed in the physical have been in my mind a lot lately, it's really fucking annoying.
To the point of waking up hard, from dreams of weird two boy one girl threesomes, what the fuck is with that? Someone needs to get laid.
Anyway.
Uhhhh. Wow i should just delete this thing for i never use it