I'm feeling like a dried-up, moldy piece of caca today. I woke up with a fucking baby porcupine sleeping in my throat. When I spit it out in the sink, it looked like the crusty, cheesy, delicious part of lasagna. But I doubt this shit I spit up was delicious. I haven't done laundry, so I had to wear some old ass, torn up, undies. I've been wearing the same outfit of sweats, a t-shirt and a hoodie for the past 3 days. You can probably put together 3 balanced meals from all the stains on my clothes. My hair is looking like a ratty patch of ass hair complete with dingles. And I probably smell lik...

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