I'm in a mood, and I'm fucking determined. Nothing gets me writey like a few hours of reading up on someone more fucked than Bobbert or I, or even Annie! Fuck man, I feel so classy, and pseudo-intellectual
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I made a big friends cut. Because quite frankly I don't care enough to read your bullshit in the first place, and I'm fucking tired of having to skip over it.
So if you're still on my friends, you're interesting enough, I <3 you, or I want in your pants. Or all three.