so here are a few pictures to help illustrate.
As you can see,
my life is a giant trashcan fire right now.
What a mess,
what a fuckup.
There's no recovering from this one, man,
because this one doesn't come with second chances.
This one's forever, man.
So hey, thanks for checking out my recent fuckup!
I hope you have a lovely and less fuckuppy day than me.
Cheers.
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Hello from the high Rockies of Colorado. My name is Brandt, pleased to meet you. I’m a writer. Being a writer is a terrible thing to do with your life. I live in a little ghost town called Leadville. If you like mountains, snow, jokes, running, hiking, breathing, not working, terrible things, fuckups, etc., then you and I have a lot in common. Thanks for stopping by, and have a lovely day!
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Fuck.
Up.
Yeah, that looks pretty damn rough. Good luck with the unfucking.
Thanks. It's been difficult. But I think I can get it unfucked soon enough.
It's good to see you back. Sticking around for awhile?
I think so. I need something to distract myself from this recent fuckup. Maybe writing nonsense blogs on Steemit will help.
So that's where you've been! Looks like a great fuckup!
Yes, it was a fuckup of the greatest sort.