Friday, March 28...8:41 p.m....40 degrees in The Chi...and everybody thinks that I, in some way or another, am unstable and having some sort of break down.
To those people, thanks for caring, but get the fuck outta my business and please, I beg of you, put the ideas that you can play shrink to rest. If you wanna really use that thinker of yours, try using some of Foucault's theories to decide what the shit I write may or may not be about.
Thanx for stopping by.
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