There's been days as of late, where I've ripped through a whole pack of smokes, which is disgusting on so many levels. I've noticed a slightly larger growth on the inside part of my thigh, which could be some sort of cancer. If only cigarettes would do what they advertised a lot quicker. Circumstance has been killing me these past 4 years, and I've given up on trying to change them for the time being, simply because my soul is in ruins. Hope to sleep.
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My Great Father and Mentor picked pieces of me off the Autumn Laden streets of Manhattan at the turn of the Millenium, and with unconditional love, he sewed and stitched endlessly till I reached a dynamic relative measure of perfection. I am now a Porcelain Doll named Lockheed HayHeeHoo Macedon with potent insight on macroeconomics.
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