rub your sitemeter on your clit bitch i've had four espressos and i cannot sleep.

when i like look at the sitemeter every nite to reaffirm that ppl love me even though i hate them becuz i'm like fucked up from childhood or something but like here's the kicker my life was actually pretty much awesome but for some reason i decided to act like a spoiled dickhead anyway becuz of whatever but like

this is not psychoanalysis is it so let's move on listen you don't gotta tell me man i know you don't have all day being so important and all [JEALOUS]

ok here goes when i look at the sitemeter every nite and i see all the faraway places around the world and like the bronx and LA and i then i see me here in like a little pinprick of light in the middle of a dark map of america 

and i know you think i'm gonna type something sappy about how good it feels to know that i'm alive and how i've been able to announce my existence again and again thru writing [CAUSE CHAGRIN] but i won't

do

you

like 

that

baybee

it's pretty fuckin sweet tho if you ask me.  but then i'm biased. i act as both my agent and manager. 

oh. and lover. 

hand lover. get it? i fuckin jack off. 

ride with the niner. 

you are instructed to go out into the world and half-ass it at work. fuck em. they're prolly gonna lay your shit off anyway.