I don’t write about love anymore.
I don’t love anymore, either.
Drink and
smoke and
fuck eveything else.
Love can eat my ass.
big book guy
I don’t write about love anymore.
I don’t love anymore, either.
Drink and
smoke and
fuck eveything else.
Love can eat my ass.
Speaking of smoking, I smoked some great stuff (like always) but got totally couch-locked and craving strawberry ice cream thanks to my damn friend for mentioning it when I told him I was ripped and I thought to myself, I wonder if Lou is stoned himself at this very fucking moment. True Story.
i think maybe a lot of us have been there
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very true. that sounds like a bad time
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right on. i will. thanks
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i think a lot of us have felt this at some point
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i think youre right
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yup. exactly
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