i woke up this morning sweaty, with hands that smelled of vagina, hot sauce on my face and burns in my heart. i forgot to pay my pg&e bill. so there was no power at my house. no way to charge my phone.. no alarm clock. i woke up late. so? i had to use the bart card my mom accidentally dropped into the toilet. so? i had pussy-toilet hands this morning. so? WHO CARES. cuz get this. ready to get? we had BOWIE last night. and it fucking rocked. and i sang My Song. and i did sooooo much better than i did the first time. i had more fun, duh, than anyone ever everything always. mic singing is my new favorite activity.
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