bootzs's'

WHY

I am stupid and useless and alone and I've accumulated three empty bottles of Jack in my bag here next to me, along with four empty 40oz and an empty bottle of rum. Why aren't they all full?

I can't sleep at night anymore.

The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah. The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah. The ants go marching one by one, the little one stops to suck his thumb. And they all go marching down to the ground to get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Today, I think my septum is infected and apparently "it can be fatal." I am dying again.

Tomorrow, I will continue this fabrication. I will also find a new reason to fall asleep with my phone next to my head every night.

Well, morning.

I don't like this medicine.

I don't do anything, ever.

blaaaahhhh


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