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3th in Hey, buddy, got a light?

  • Dec. 3, 2013, 9:21 p.m.
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HERE I YAM (dun dun dun dun dun dun) ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE

Fudge, we're already in Decembuary now huh? Well thats just great,-, just dandy. I was watching Season 4's most recent episode on saturday before work and I look in the comments section on YT, and BAM..some dickweed ruined the ending for me. Whats going on with me?..More of the same, really. I.E. Jack sheeeeeit. I'm breaching some scary truths, man. When I get high, I only feel strong feelings of satisfaction and contentment. Nothing more. No 'I can stop time', no epiphanys, no 'Sound tastes like oreos and time looks like zebras'. Thats fucking scary to me. What else do I have, if not that? Whe-..where..why... I'm not sure there was ever a 'me' to begin with. Fuck it. I've always got my national geographics.


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