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Diary – 2024/10/29

Tuesday, October 29, 2024. Mount Vernon, Illinois. Happy Republic Day. They've made a hit, an entry is trash. But I looked at it and it really is a garbage entry. All my entries are like that. That's what happens when you writ...

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Diary – 2024/10/27

Saturday, October 26, 2024. Warrenton, Missouri. Don't forget to apply for the Green Card lottery. November 5th is the deadline. Don't leave it to the last day. You make it November 4th. November 5th ends at 8:00 p.m. or...

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Diary – 2024/10/21

O beautiful ass woman, Are you God? Are you God? It's not enough that you grow it in your belly, carry it for nine months, and then breastfeed it with your delicious nipples after giving birth... Are you God? Are you God? A...

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Diary – 2024/10/20

Saturday, October 19, 2024. Hotel Cascadas, Tijuana, Mexico. I continue to use up the last dollars on my credit cards in Mexico. This is what happens when God doesn't give you the right mind. Sex is very cheap, but sinc...

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Diary – 2024/10/16

I was bored in the room. I was crying softly but very calmly, very quietly. I wiped my eyes from time to time. I went out of the hotel. I continued to cry on the way. There was a restlessness inside me. Failure. I couldn't be a...

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Diary – 16/10/2024

Tuesday, October 15, 2024. Tijuana, Mexico. We had dinner with Kelly. It was a beautiful restaurant. The food was wonderful. Kelly's smile lit up the place like the sun. But that's the end of tonight. She went home. I'm alo...

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Diary – 2024/09/29

September 28, 2024, Saturday. Ontario, California. I came to drop off the load in Compton, I even came on Thursday, so I arrived early... However, this warehouse doesn't have a refrigerated section. And I brought meat in ...

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Diary – 2024/09/26

September 25, 2024, Wednesday. Amarillo, Texas. 7:45 PM. Man, all these years what crap I've been talking. Like, "I'll find an American, I'll marry them off to Turks, what's the big deal?" I was creating dreams for myself, d...

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Diary – 2024/09/25

September 25, 2024, Wednesday. Madill, Oklahoma. Billions of different lives, billions of different stories. I am the story of a 36-year-old lonely man. I am in favor of unattractive men not being born or not living. I get sad...

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Diary – 2024/09/11

My old partner is buying the truck from me. He will pay me $7000. He sent $2000 the other day, thank God. I called my sister. She was upset. The people who should be showing interest weren't. I sent $150 to my sister...