No cocaine. No hipsters. No vagina. I do art with art kids but get bored and lonely. They smile and laugh like monsters around me. Fisting videos and pre-irony exhaust giggling perverse white humor in baroque getty theater. Oh Shit put 2 dollas in the err for these 2 dolla niggas. Good effort Bruce. Glenn Phillips, Los Angeles needs me. Los Angeles begging for dick. Me you, and Suge knight raising dollas for hookers and eating cocaine gums. Fuck La Art Weekend. Some marketing gimmick of jewish descent, I grab my only 2 friends these days and we stumble east of echo park on york avenue, two years before gentrification completely fucks up. Fat people that make me feel beautiful. Bar hopping down Figueroa into a cave where fat bats apparently come to get laid. wow fat people party. Stuck in a middle of dance floor with no love for art kids and a dick that only moves when skinny pretty girls surround me with sexy abandon. Another stupid night. Another failure.
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