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First of all I thought I deleted he previous blog after I “got it out” as they say. I’m in the middle of writing about my childhood and it all just comes out whenever it wants. Alright. We have been just getting though January, right? Okay. Things are the same and different. Things are better.

Outtake

Damn that Cat. DIRECTOR! COME GET THIS CAT! F!!!!! I’m done. Today I wanted to go Live on TikTok but I couldn’t get it together. To make myself feel better I decided to get some pictures with the good light. Most of them came out right. The body shots-WHICH ARE NOT EASY IN THE FIRST

Midway

Happy Saturday! When I woke up today I thought to myself- it is a Saturday, just cool it and try and relax. Anyone who knows me knows that it is very hard for me to sit still and harder to relax. Anxiety. They took Bring It On, Ghost off Netflix and it made me mad.

On the Upside

I just got the “bullshit is that you” look at the gym, and that is always nice. I turn a pretty color in the sun. Cut to me, trying to apply enough sunblock. Before that, someone watched me consume my entire meal today and I wasn’t sure whether to be horrified or flattered. I’m choosing

Pleaster

Hello, Hello!! Welcome Back! First off, let me say, Sorry for the absence of any decent content in so long. He is in charge of a frozen continent and sometimes the waters surrounding this bitch get choppy. You are welcome here, and I am glad to have you. Today is as good as any to

Today

Apologies for the absence,   How did you manage without me?! I hope you are safe, and I hope you are as close to happy as you can be right now.   Don’t take any shit. Fuck them.

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Going into fifth grade my Father married our Stepmother and we moved into the city. Calling Slocomb a city is like calling Dothan “Birmingham”. Trust me, that killed in Alabama. We’d been living on my Father’s bosses property in a trailer that belonged to us. We had love if nothing else. When our Stepmother entered

Timberlake

I am a grown-ass man And I am going to justify this cup of coffee. I am go-ing to justify this cup of coffee. Yes, at 8:30! Yes, with fig-newtowns, yes! Five of them! I got shit to do! He’s quitting coffee. It’s fine.