.... YOUR A DEAD MAN, DANIEL CORREA.
im stuck, im so broke. i couldnt even spot you a dollar. i drink way too much, if anyone asks.. i should be a dead man by now. im suprised im even able to talk right now. im not that great of a writer (in my head i just said that to my self ass "im not that gweat of a wita" for some odd reason)... im fucking weird man, im out there. i dont do too many drugs, but id rather be on something then to deal with things sober. pathetic, right? this is my first sober night in two weeks, godamn these past two weeks went by super quick, and i dont remember a damn thing. i have nothing going for me as of right now, i just need to ride my bike a bit more, and work some more to save up some money. maybe ill get a place soon too. if anyone even reads this, dont feel sorry for me, or yourself... just take a breather; times up, we've already lost.
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i adore youuuu.
cheer up.
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