slouch.

ever have someone tell you to stand up straight? look you in the eye when they're talking?

fuck ups

Relapse in 26 Lines

A thick creamy plume of smoke rises up into the stale air of the hotel room. Back at it
again. Canʼt believe it. Damn. Eloi, eloi lama sabbacthani and all that shit. Fucking truth
of the matter, though, is that Godʼs off the hook on this one. Gacked myself up, as
usual.

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