Sometimes I just gotta let things flow, gotta let them get out.
A new year means a new me. No more pointless banter.
My blog is gonna talk about the hard shit.
The real shit.
MY shit.
Okay, so even thoug hI haven't written in nearly two months doesn't mean I don't have problems. I have this sudden craving to tear my wrist appart with those shaving blades.. or a pair of scissors. creepy, right??
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