grooooown

everybady says "he has been growning a grate deel." this is troo. it is becawse: i am tried. i am stressed. i am sick of it all. wance i beleeved i wuld have everything. now i am homeless.

wance i had menny gurlfrands. now i have none. wance i had gurlfrands in everywait thair was a port. now=none.

i have smellt under the tree and saw gifts. ok. wot is there for me? nothing.

i feel bitter lake lafe is disappointing me except wan i visit nature or eet liverwurst. (thanks, amo.)

maybe tomorrow will be better.

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