My belly is empty. Its 3:28 and I should sleep but I can't sleep. When things get difficult. Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck ME. Son of a bitch. Saturday? Friday? What will I do? I hope that on Friday I can go somewhere far away. I hope on Saturday I can also go somewhere which is likewise far away. I hope that in the next few days I can memorize
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