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O life

Where have you taken me? St. Louis it is. Here for money, here for fuel. Time to sleep, time to work, when in time to get fucked up and forget the rest. Here I am.

Fine, I'll go...


Oh, oh yes.

Not to sound as a dick and say what you will to deny it, but I know I am an amazing lover.

Holy fuck, Jon Stewert is funny

Still going nowhere, interviews and increments of incomes, nothing to advance. I continue on with external motivations and distractions. I only get to fuck on weekends, but it's enough of a release to keep me going. Out of drugs.

Updates

Stay "tuned", I have some very important things to say and will presenting these topics and further information very soon. Of absolute and significance.
Yes.
Indeed.
Soon.
Need warmth badly.
Slip.
Sleep?

Songs about snow



New

Laptop is gone, everything gone, thousands of pictures, thousands and weeks of music: gone. Fuck. Everything always leaves me in dismay, damn this.