So you want to know me. A means to an end. All you'll end up knowing is that I spend too much money on alcohol and clothes, that I have odwalla juice, beer, and spring rolls in my fridge and I measure my life by how many sharpies i go through in a month. That tells you nothing. I'm happier sad but i try not to live that way... I don't know,
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