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it's 7:16am.
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what i've done since i woke up about an hour ago:
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peed. masturbated. listened to built to spill's live version of cortez the killer. wondered about neil young and what would compel him to write a song about cortez. imagined neil young becoming inspired by history books. reloaded a couple of websites, this one, and another one i check a lot. it felt hollow. didn't follow through on other normal website reloading. trying to to get out of the habit. trying to fade into nothingness online really. SG is different because you can really reveal as much as you want, in more ways than one. showing my pussy to hundreds of people is not as painful or possibly damaging as showing my thoughts and dreams to the same hundred. later they ask you, so, did you follow through on that thing you wrote about. or, so, i've been reading your writing and i think i know what's best for you based on this. fuck that. i'd rather you know every fold of my pussy than think you know what's best for me. so i'll hide the real shit behind the fun n games of "erotic photography."
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oh yeah, what i did since waking up. that was about it, i think. licked my lips a few times. i did that just now. watched joggers go by. cortez is still going on.
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i don't know why i woke up so early.
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