being ernest
while i know nothing of of war, i find that i am often at war with myself. like in war, both sides have good days. yet, if such is the case, it means the war is nowhere near over. i suppose it never will be.
the grouch once called himself a simple man who liked pretty things. what an admirable thing to be it seems to me. living in brooklyn. working in advertising. tons of fun with a slender frame and few cases of wit. drink up.
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