Work, insults, train, fish tacos, X-Files, bed. At this point that's about all I am going to give for information is the basic stuff. Because any time I share anything real you all freak out, run away, insult me, or yell at me. SO fuck it. You get the basics. Tada. Of course I do love how my director asks me for a favor last night. And of course how I played nice and said I would do it. Always playing nice on the outside. Always making everyone else happy.
Ain't fun when you're always on the run? Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become? Ain't it FUN when you get so high you just can't cum? Ain't it fun when you know you're gonna die young?
Such fun...
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