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worried like mad over a friend... coincedentally she is right there^^^ I mean read that... doesnt it sound like she needs support that I am unable to give as a friend? i feel powerless... like there is nothing i can do... but alas... i cannot get into it.
So now I am about to go conk the fuck out on my futon and sleep the sleep of the "wish I could say just." No food today... money is tight... the irony being that I got one of those canned food drive bags in my mailbox today... I said to the young kid nearby ridin around on his razor scooter... "wow would u look at this! they're askin ME for food and I dont have any!" I think I may have scared the poor kid with my tone...heh.
PEACE friends and all yall mofuggas!
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"..loathsome laughing, mixed with such a cry as no man has heard save for in the phlegathon of unrelatable nightmares; a cry wherein reverberated the horror and anguish of a haunted lifetime packed into one atrocious moment..."
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