-good month; still broke, but still...good month.
-got to stop having dreams where I'm back at my old job and everyone watches me because i was the exiled thief.
-glad i still watch cartoons.
....
we'd drink wine every-night, but i was the only one with stained lips. we laid naked on that horrible couch, rough with the stiff edges that scratch at your ass and the flesh encompassing it. i'd smoke the russian cigarettes which her house was built from. this is how we spent our nights, me and the last american virgin.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
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