Dear Diary, My Brain Feels Like The Fog From The Outside Permeated It Which Explains Why That 1st Sentence Was So God Awful & Flowery..I Am Trying To Be Be Greatful But Thanking God For Booze & A Good Bag Of Speed Seems Sac-Relig For The Saintly Nihilist Of High Moral Standards That I Am... This Whole SkidRowBulimic Thing Is Getting Staler Than The Thick Cloud Of Cigarette Smoke & Cat Litter Dust I Live In....God Just Help Me!!? Pretty Please With No Cherry On Top...Cause I Ain't No Virgin...Obviously
SENSUALLY,
CRYSTAL JANE BETH
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