Sexpigeon

Aug
20th
Mon
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I had given this shit up but I had stress dreams all night (trapped on a garbage barge with an unpleasant, pushy vixen), followed by a stress breakfast (Kix, good lord, like I am a tiny child), followed by a freakout train ride to Wall Street. Trying to calm down, hoping the comforting sand-in-the-mouth sensation of sprinkles will help. Such a lot of sprinkle cones down on Wall Street.

I had given this shit up but I had stress dreams all night (trapped on a garbage barge with an unpleasant, pushy vixen), followed by a stress breakfast (Kix, good lord, like I am a tiny child), followed by a freakout train ride to Wall Street. Trying to calm down, hoping the comforting sand-in-the-mouth sensation of sprinkles will help. Such a lot of sprinkle cones down on Wall Street.