I crash-landed somwhere in Brooklyn. Jay Casey. You all know him? He’s nice. I met him at a party, you know when I was out ‘fucking around doing nothing useful’. Thank god for all my fucking around, i guess hey? I have water and some keys and i have no idea where I am but I’m warm, at least for the weekend. And now I will cry. Really, really hard.
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