07.14.05 :: 11:52 am
thinking about maybe, possibly supplementing my income with a couple hours a week at a coffee shop. Hello darkness my old friend, in other words. But whatever. I love coffee. And I love extra cash. Ryan told me that his sister makes the same exact amount as me, and she owns her own house and goes on wild-ass shopping sprees whenever she wants. I am living in the wrong city. I love you, New York. You and me... we're likethis. It's been thirty years. You're like a whorish but lovable sibling to me. I love you. Crazily. But it might be time. You know? To start thinking about. You know.
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