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I have a confession to make: I jacked off in your diary. Please don't tell Tchaikovsky the news. I feel like a fuckin' dog, man! Don't be angry, I know you'd have done the same thing. I was in pieces after the funeral, Nige. I'm cummin' with you! Do it to me now, man. Unload!
gtting sober
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velcrowallet
4 months ago
I converted ounces to plane tickets and hostels in my head. That’s my gay little “why” right now and I cling to it dearly. I’m finding it hard to have faith in the big stuff working out but a putting away a few hundo and doing something cool with it? Yeah thats doable. I AM going to stay at the HI in manhattan and I AM going to haggle for shit I don’t even want in chinatown.
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Have you tried cold showers and visualization?
thanks ill tyr to try
Sry. That wasnt funny and i hope u feel better soon