overheard at whole foods this morning
“…he’s so rich, he doesn’t even buy underwear—he just wears his slacks once or twice and then tosses ‘em.”
i knew that i wanted to be a rich bastard for a reason.
the hiding spot for my crazy, my neurotic, my confused
also hopefully
a record of how i wasted my beautiful summer away
also hopefully
a record of how i wasted my beautiful summer away
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