two am. good time for the body and soul.
cigarette in hand and hair a-grease from the shower I forgot to have earlier, I ponder the meaning of life and the prospect of perhaps becoming some sort of billionaire through questionable means.
we're watching morning glory with Rachel McAdams and well, I have just realized how absolutely mesmerizing a fifty two inch TV can really be. I honestly cannot keep my eyes off it. depressing really, that I managed fourteen years without a television and suddenly I live in front of it. gone are the days of shooting my siblings with wooden guns in the dark and playing spotlight in the park. it's all about reality TV and getting high now. life changes in the funniest ways, it really does.
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