NYC: A Normal Day


The whole fucking car is wide open and he sits here! Jesus I hate this city. Why do I even wake up anymore.

Ass knuckles everywhere.

I wonder if I could move to Miami. God that one week was perfect. Never been that happy before. What was that girls name. Samantha? Bertha?

Fuck did he just scoot closer ? Oh my fucking God why does he smell so bad? It’s like body odor and cologne got into a fight, fell in love and had anal sex in an airless humid closet.

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