chicken wing delusions

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The web is pulling tighter. The Invisibles are fucking with my head. I love it. There are events and we are all filing down to the vanishing point. My room smells of burnt popcorn and what I'm thinking must be anal sex. Everything is dangerous. Friday night I sat alone in my room with a bottle of Captain Morgan and loud music. It was the best

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[t_1seditionist]

This post frightens me in some very exciting ways.

I miss the days of my wild imagination creating some very interesting things for me...

[diediedie2007]

i wish i could stop smoking.

[diediedie2007]

GET WELL SOON (PLEASE)