cig

anytime there’s stress or i’m out or anything
happens at all, i need to chain smoke a bit.

i’ve had 7 cups of coffee in the past 2 hours. i can’t blink. that’s not the
only caffeine in my system. girl down hall thinks i’m going to have a seizure.

no worries.

i need to go grab a breath of fresh nicotine with this fat boy who
i love. then: more caffeine. then: more tests. then: leaving this country! 

possibly my favorite thing to do anytime i can afford it.

 

yours truly,                                                                                                                            one cracked out little brown

 


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