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May 2020
my happiness lasts until my first sip of coffee til about an hour later then it's all down hill from here. the gloomy realization that I have 8 more hours of this until I can be asleep.
but sleeping in isn't enough
and I'll be awake all night
again
I don't know where I am,
time to go bury a goldfish and talk to crazed hobos so they can
flee in fear
Jay earnest
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Jay earnest  30/M/Socal
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