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at the venue i'm going to friday for a show, i think they serve alcohol, so hopefully i can weasel a drink. first one in 5854854 years, it feels like.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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