Three Months

Three months, one almost done. It’s only three months. Not really having a great day but oh well. I had plans to go out for the day, but got asked to go out for day like I was committing some serious sin by haveing the audacity to take five minutes to wake up for the damn day. fuck that god damn kid, I aint your parents yet you’re eating my food all the time smoking my smokes, useing my tv and smoking my weed all the damn time, and you still have the fucking nerve to ask me to leave for the damn day after I had allready made plans too.

Fuck off world you’re drunk and you mooched that buzz off me you ungrateful shits.

I’ll just do my three months and hopefully I make it through this.

 

 

 

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Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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