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Cigarette in hand while I type
I still want tp to respect me even though I smoke
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I don't know who I am am and I don't know why I care but I am anxious to find more out about myself more and more everyday.



As long as I'm not dead, I'm thinking, even if it's a dead thought.



This computer has done wonders for me over that past 9 months. 

It's like my baby has finally been born now that I am starting to rigorously blog.

So many years of writing and I saved every word of it, (except that which I lost.) I could post anything which I've previously written, but I am writing fresh words right now. 



I want to do whatever I can to meet and connect with new people. 

That's why I like going to bars and meeting new people. 

It's great to chill with people that are like me and can totally dig me. 

That's what friends are for. 

      They appreciate their friends and the friends appreciate them. 



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