Hotel. Motel.

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I dreamt that mommy and daddy couldn't stop nagging at me..


I was eating my sardine puffs, 3 for $1..


Daddy was in a salon, with his fringe looking like Wu Zun.



And I woke up screaming in horror.

I guess fucked up peeps

have fucked up dreams.

Anyway. . . .

Happy 18th,

Sugar frosted cupcake..

(Even if you're not, I'd love you like one.)

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