simpleseer

it's 4am,

i'm awake,

and this is the most productive thing i can write.

no fractal, hell is wasted talent.

ah, fun with substances.

we procured some opium this week and man did things get poetic, literally (he he). the amount we had was great, but the substance itself was of a lesser ilk. oh well, a conversation to have in the future with the new owner of my 200 bucks. it's amazing the way the blacky sticky will get your mind thinking of what...
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well, haven't enter in a bit, but not too much new, my script is coming along even though my subject and employer almost died during dinner last week. crazy old men and their heart-attacks.

last night, another night of debauchery, in my defense however this one was unexpected. i was only quickly visiting a friend when another walked in with two big bottles, one champagne,...
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nothin too interesting today, got to sleep last night after three days of straight writing, it felt good despite the mild hallucinating and the complete inabilty to unerstand and retain anything that people say. other than that nothing, so i guess i'll just give everyone a haiku(note:this is not the work of my mind, a friend contributed it)

A lifelong love
A lifelong friendship
A...
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this is the first of possibly many entries, i'm very taken with this site, i've found a new favorite hole in reality in which to hide.