Yeah... I look back at old journals/et cetera and I pick out what's going on. The worst was my, what, Blogspot? Blog-something, anyway, every entry there was not in the best state of mind. Funny that, for me, they were probably the best ones. Well-written, not eloquent so much as it was just fucking mysterious! And hipbones.
I don't know what else to say here. Go start reading rvp.
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I don't know what else to say here. Go start reading rvp.
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