Is there anyone reading my posts yet? I'm so impatient. I want some feedback . On what you may ask? On this! On nothing! I just wanna know I'm being heard before I pour my heart and soul out. But I get it, that's how I get the rubber neckers, I've gotta pour some blood sweat and tears on to the pavement first. Fine.
Tomorrow I'll tell you all about the time I lived in motels with prostitutes and drug dealers....
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