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dominoe’s box is funneh. my dad and aunt had it the night before. what did i have? nothing for once. i had eaten at cafe taste.

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i love sitting here. i sit in the same spots in every restaurant i habit. i like this perch. perch of judgment.

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the space is all different now at brennen. it’s a total pirate ship. i love it.

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shawna is a hot little artist.

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severe prior to eyebrow tinting. stew came in my room last nite and said i looked really scary. i had my base on only so zero eyebrows or lips total shock of white. albino. plus my hair. i was a disaster yesterday. somethin’s in them february waters you know? we had drinks at sandy’s, bartender of the year. she got us destroyed. stew casually says oh that’s right the last time i hung here i didn’t wake up til 10pm the next day. oh thanks stew. i sang roy rorbison’s crying at the gladstone. we were on a tear. we started at the beaver. i wasn’t going to do anything because i was a legit mess but stew brought three tallys of stiegl and me him mel luc share them in my room i get an outfit together and we go to celebrate will munroe’s birthday. everybody in the back room held a candle, 36 of them. i have mine still. we were a real life birthday cake. my phone was dead. i stopped existing and i lost contact with you know who. he mind fucked me. i hate everything now. my camera batteries, dead too. it is amazing how much one’s addiction to their gadgets affects and alters their moods. also because i am a compulsive documenter not having my tools with me made me feel useless. i really wanted to photograph sandy’s place and her stuff. i guess it’s more special that way. i always like to have evidence, a memento. i am terribly sentimental. i have a photograph of every single person who has been in my room ever. sitting on my bed. clothed or not.

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loner soldier boy hero idol. worship. brennen is fantastic.

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stew was great last night though. he said i cannot leave you here tethered to your laptop because that was my intention. severely neurotic like a caged unblinking lemur. i flirted with a fuck ton of chicks last night to remedy everything. brought back a wholesome gay bait jock guy to the beaver from gladstone to also remedy my ego. but he was extremely wasted and therefore totally, ugh. then he says he was at a strip bar all night long. he’s a scoundrel like us. i picked him because he sang suzie q. luc said he sucked. yeah he sucked as a person but he sang the fuck out of that tune. i loved it. he danced too. in my head i was thinking all these objectifying things. told him we were going to the beav to get last call. like all drunk beasts, he followed the golden blond brick road. apparently a guy goosed him he wouldn’t shut up about it i said look get over it and go with it. look at you. i brought dustin there once and oh my god the gay bros were dying. it’s kinda mean to do that i think you can look but this guy likes pussy only you know? i think any dude could easily just be pushed into a scenario where who cares you know? that guy left, i gave him my card. i honestly am a nihilist right now so i don’t care if he ever finds me again. i just know that come monday i’ll have it together. the show must go on. funeral viewing tomorrow. also fantastic right?

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when i feel this low the only thing that i can control to make myself feel better is making other people feel better. so i was the key to the beaver party for that guy who would never ever go in there. i said this is a gay bar, after he got his dick squeezed. then i said, so? i love being catty. we shared a beer which he was amazingly grateful because his 24 hour stripper debauchery bender had obliterated whatever little brains he had to get himself into a situation like that to begin with. how do i keep attracting these loser fucks? i he was going to tail us to sandy’s but he gave up, i was relieved. i don’t have the energy to follow unworthwhile pursuits i don’t even want. typically i’m a go with the flow girl.

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no comment on my appearance. i belong in maddam toussad’s.

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time to bath it out.

oh what’s this, a new little muse.

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Hash would love to join the Raymi Army

Well My names Adam ive been a reader of your blog for a while enjoy it alot. Here’s a pic from my fav New York Crack Den the Carlton Arms. Hope i qualify for the Raymi Army.