Diary of an Insomniac
It's almost 3am and I am still wide awake. Plus, I've eaten even more bread.
This fucking sucks.
After facebooking everyone who I've known since I was four, and lost touch with, what else is there to do??
Masturbate? But even that has turned into a cruel fucking joke.
So I'm seasonally depressed and in dire need of sex...YEA Oxford!
2 Comments:
when you get back stateside you can use my fingers all you want.
So is it worth an 8 hour plane ride to Oxford to "please" the famous (infamous?) Shandoll in her time of need?
B to the...
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