13 days until my birthday. I went ahead and edited down my wishlist in case any of strangers feel awfully generous and wanna hook a bruh up with a gift. If not Pay Pal some shit to me and if simply don’t give a fuck bout me, then hey… no skin off my balls, cuz I don’t know ya.
The apartment has been mighty quiet and I like it. One thing I notice after I cleaned on Saturday was that my place looked twice as big as it did when I moved in. Hmmmm. Oh well back to work.
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