Writing off the cuff and fast and not realizing that thoughts in my head and things we've discussed look a lot harsher on a page than they do when they are just floating in the air over laughs is a problem.
Once again I've managed to fuck up because that's what fuck ups do. We fuck up. No matter how hard we try, there is a self-defeating thing in us that just fucks everything up.
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At least you don‘t ride the NYC-DC bus anymore. Scum rides the bus.
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