shitty MySpace poetry for the modern whore.
i'll never live up to my predecessors but fuck if i won't try.
journalists can't join the club. changed my major for a shot at the grittiest type of inclusion.
artists, actors, producers.
the entertainment industry and the number 27.
addictive personalities getting a fix, sold to them by someone with a 9 to 5. i had the option to be the dealer and i signed it away for a chance to OD.
how foolish of me.
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