I went drinking for the World Cup yesterday and I woke up this morning with dirt in my hair, cuts on my hand and my wallet missing.
Truly a tremendous start to the week.
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the closest thing in existence to me having a diary
The Cobblestone Address was originally a serious project to become a better writer. I wanted to write every day and I only wanted to write legitimately intelligent ______.
Then it became a database.
And then it became random crap.
Email: jake.kilroy@gmail.com
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