if my body were a commodity i'd photo my pretty titties and share them with you just to get a response-i'm left with lame attempts to reach out-desperate and use to it-i could care about you if there was something other than the empty imaginings-even words would bring it to the third dimension-yeah well i'm human despite such feelings of alienation
another day in the life-blah blah blah-wandered downtown l.a without purpose-the westside can be so removed from the reality of urban life-blocks of homeless-the disenfranchised casualty of capitalism-funny my equipose in the instance-sheds light on the cringe of not being able to get out of my skin when caught up in the dance with other browser/consumers out on the killing floor-and now here on a...
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