Thursday, January 16, 2014

dear diary,

saw a proflile of a guy on okcupid and I thought to myself: you are living the life that I are me.

Of course he's not me, and I'm not him. He's a sucessful guy and i've got 3-day stubble wearing adidas baggy jogging bottoms with crumbs and mayo stains leading down from my mouth to my balls from eating deep fried potatoes that were cooked 4 days ago.

I've got demons that I can't get rid of. I am those demons. I am those regrets.

Get on with it.

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