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[hypogonadism]

i stabbed a mexican right above the eye today with a blue plastic dust pan. his name was hector. we were friends. but he still bled

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[losing_face]

ah graham. being a mexican i now feel unsafe at the idea of being in your presence when anything that could in any way be used as a weapon is lying around.
i know how you feel about maybe and uncertainty. it seems that at most one out of the hundred times you fuck around with either actually works out to your advantage.

well anywho i hope that other than all this you're good and healthy, at times maybe even happy! you know what i mean. i hope you're doing fine, kiddo.