I have forgotten how to vomit words.
Yesterday I purchased what could quite be my
47th notebook,so hopefully that many pristine,white
pages can inspire me to write some shit.
If not,I now have 47 beautiful notebooks to put my coffee cup on.
Oh! At 3am a few weeks ago I woke up & scribbled some words down
about the mighty man penis.Quality.
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