strange mechanical mantras keep running through my brain- stupid shit- like: "Santa's going to open a fucking restarant." Over and over again. i know this is mostly from lack of excercize or at least i think so, or going a week on synthetic opiates or just sleeping too much, i just don't know, "the money's still good its just got a hole in it!"
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