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fuck los angeles

no really.

fuck L.A.

for me there's no place left that seems anywhere close to home. no place to unwind.

nowhere feels safe.

for the first time, it's scary and foreign in a way that it never felt like before.

for reals.

no place for rest. no place for comfort.

oh god it's not just L.A., it's this world. it's me. nowhere safe.



come on now.

there's a nest... and soooooddddaaaaaaa

and chocolate?

obviously i had a chocolate deficiency.

it is disarming to feel that jimmy-ay jimmy-oh plus cinco de mayo is no longer your home. or maybe you did feel home then. cheesy porky home?

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