stains of drama and trouble and problems polute my naturally happy go lucky, shit eating grin, fuckit till tomorrow, attitude.
money isn't evil itself. people are evil. and there's some evil people who need money. or needing money can make you do evil things. and know what? it's a jungle out there. bring some brass knuckles.
i bought a pack of marb reds today, because they were out of buy-one-get-one-free chesterields. wich is ok, because those were starting to bcome nasty. i try not to buy the same brand twice in a row. variety is the spice of life. or so they say. and by "they" i mean all the wierd creepy voices inside my head.
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