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Mondays. are. my. favourite. time. of. year.

There are 3 empty bowls of cereal in my studio at present.

They indicate three separate meals; around them circle wine bottles and crushed jim beam cans.

My walls are littered with quotes from artists, old love letters from people who hate me now and obituaries of rappers who would have probably called me fag.

Sometimes Mondays aren't my favourite time of year, sometimes its too depressing to clean up and feel less surrounded.
Written by JackyT
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