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i wish that i knew more people.

no more drugs for Logan.

why do i blame it on these pills?
why do i let it get to me?
what the fuck am i doing?

until i figure those out i won't know what step 2 is.

we all wish it was that good.
but in the end it's back to reality.
and then it's back to intoxication.

i don't have a computer that works.

the more people in my house the more lonely i get.

the more i try to do something about it the more i doubt myself.

there are some left though.

there's enough of us to burn you down.

we have shirts and buttons.
everyone buy!

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