Writing comes so much easier to me when I'm in an awful mood; why is that? Things are fucking gravy, baby; I ain't got SHIT to complain about. I'm currently at peace living in this utter solitude-state I've grown so accustomed to, although I wouldn't cross your fingers on hearing the same response from me in seventeen days (give or take). And no,
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and as far as rando hookups go... maybe I should learn from you?
no?
yes?
...Oh I don't know
I probably have a reputation although if I do I haven't heard anything about it.
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