my wallet's gone, fifty bucks is gone, and my phone is gone. bums me out, obviously. i don't know what to say.
it's fridaay and i'm not going to get blackout drunk tonight. nope nope nope.
it's early. i need to go to the bank.
i don't understand why you act in the ways you do towards me. i just don't get it.
bad moods start off ***************?%$# days?
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