stead of texting this whole thing out. But I can't plan as of late. And all my friends are leaving. Maybe I should, too.
posted by mitchy @ 12:04
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[expletive deleted] for oatmeal
These are the chronicles of "Mitchy" Wilson. This is a place where I store stuff, like thoughts and ideas, though the frequency here has greatly dwindled. I have a awesome job and amazing friends, and yet something is always missing. I am still a virgin.
3.06.2012
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