A few too many cigarettes have I had. A new hobbie have I found. A new addiction rather. With 8 foot ashes and 8 foot hard ons. Slurping noodles with my shaking hands and fingers, while the mute fight behind me. I've lost track of myself tonight. I pretended like I was those other people with erect penises and grape flavored cigars. But now
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(i'm glad you didn't get arrested.)
and hey, we should hang out soon
you could help me and your newest neighbor redecorate a bit. there's finally enough furniture for it to feel like home and not just my dirty bohemian palace
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