IN DETROIT. 6 am. its 6 am. and im in detroit. WELL WELL. yeah. ive been a huntresssssss of cash since i comes back from chic ago. theres money to be made. mother burned my phone chip. thus. i have the VAST FREEDOMs of being without a cellaphone. WHAT A COMFORT. cannot expresssssssssss it enough. and with words. getting a sexy new job. and and and . my phonebill may be close to a 1000 bucks. hence why it was taken away from me. i know no limits. APPARENTLY. but love is expensive kids. . and thus. i return to recluse land . and revel in my antisocial state. ksssssssssss
