Not the best blur of all time. But its over with and thats all that matters.
36 hours of travel wont keep me down, just out of it completely.
I love the secrets I keep from myself. The treasures and teases, that I've left myself over the years.
When I was younger, every once in a while, when I got some money, and I'd hide it in a book in my room. I've lost alot of money that way I think.
And when going back reading through this monstrosity I call a blog, I seldom know what I'm talking about.
So today, on another day for me to practice sacreligion and my age-old anti-patriotism, let me say this. My Ulysses. come on, lets get high.
My craving to be some deep, dark, bizzare entity, is completely overtaken by me wanting to be a stand up comedian.
Kids, lets get real for a minute. Whisper every once in a while Whats the matter with that. I cant think of anything.
I found a new way baby.
Cummedyegh-La
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