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Mar 2018
So when I had my old number, I would text myself funny ideas and stuff cuz it was easier than opening a notepad app. Well, I changed numbers, but the process was so ingrained, I'd text that old number and for some reason it really ****** the person off. So I've been texting them like once every two months for the past four or so years the craziest **** I think of when I'm high or drunk and they are like WHO the **** is this!?
diary, confession, poetry, art, edgy
Tucker Freeman
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Tucker Freeman  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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   eileen
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