posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 8:28 PM
Friday, December 31, 2004
Awright, fuck this shit. Get a grip. I've got no right to complain. No right at all. I at least have a roof over my head. I'm alive and healthy with plenty of fresh water to drink. I've got no problems at all in the grand scale, and I ought to feel ashamed of myself for whining when there are so many people suffering right now. I'm a right pratt (is that spelled with one "t" or two?).
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About Me
- Name: Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive)
- Location: United States
Whateya need to know about me? Hmmm, I'm not clever enough to summarize myself concisely. Guess I'm underdeveloped, a late bloomer. Still trying to find my way in the world. I've already found my way *into* the world, which I suppose is a step in the right direction ... isn't it?
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