Sometimes my conditions force me to bite myself. Sometimes my conditions are creative. Sometimes I summon ghosts with Santeria candles from the Bronx like Brittany Murphy or Frank Sinatra who's a Guardian angel for me with Lou Reed. If i go to jail I only suffer hands, the feeling of hands cutting me in my condition. I wish I could describe how sick I am. @31
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