
March is here..fuck the calendar, I FEEL IT ! I can't stay focused, or dressed, or asleep..I'M ALIVE. I got russian booz blues in the car that's making it worse..hope someone darts my crazy ass with a tranquilizer before I do something stupid....
"Here lies, a morbidus of certain nutrix kind, expired untimely, though of restless mind, she was, alas, a victim of an artist's life."
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