Monday, January 6, 2020

Clicks.

Having quite the dopamine rush from a few tweets. So much so, I'm going to work with the phone off.  Fame is too much for my fragile condition, and I don't want to corrupt myself any further.
Trying to figure out how to play with words and make a living without unnecessary attention (no punctuation 
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