Confessions of a Risin’ Star Wheel by John Mayer

After the shitty day or night I had yesterday, I woke to someone telling me the car had to move to power wash the house. 

I also found out that Whole Foods is no longer carrying the organic vegan mayo. The last bottle I had was destroyed along with my last house in the hurricane. 

I have been talking to myself all morning about going to Wal-Mart to buy a rope. Since the repetitive seems so adamant, I feel like taking power over it, is my move. Ending life is just a means of it. Drugs and whores are also a way. They were very receptive from about 10 pm till 5:30 am. I took the negative of not being allowed to have a normal relationship out on fucking hard for most to attain women, all night. I have an insatiable desire for partying and drugs, and it feels justified. 


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