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Read, Goddamnit
I am so entirely ready to get my life together. I hate it when people say ‘i have to get my life together’ because nobody can ever really get life ‘together,’ but i have to get it as close to possible like.. right now.
Notes to self
1. Stop fucking around. Take that however you will.
2. If you wake up after noon one more time, I’m going to kick your ass.
3. Cigarettes? You don’t need ‘em. I’d like to tell you to quit, but let’s get real and just focus on cutting down for the moment. One day at a time.
4. YOU HAVE NO MONEY. YOU DO NOT CONTRIBUTE TO SOCIETY RIGHT NOW IN ANY WAY. YOU HAVE NO MONEY. Stop acting like your debit card is a bottomless pit.
5. Read, goddamnit: On the Road, Jack Kerouac. Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde. Maybe you’ll finally understand where being a self-obsessed piece of turd garbage will get you.
Good luck! I love you
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In My Mind - Jonny Polonsky.
Heartbeats - The Knife.
Take your Mama - Scissor Sisters.
I don’t Love Anyone - Belle & Sebastian.
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