Logbook Of A Scavenger: September 25 2025

Logbook Of A Scavenger: September 25 2025

A Chapter by CoyoteClock14
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One of my cadets said that I'm a needle in a hay stack in my area. And you better believe I'm on a much higher platform than all these demon possessed retards. I've never done drugs in my life. I can have fun without that crap. I've never abused a woman. Which is why most of my ex girlfriends are on a comfortable cloud with me. If I was such a strigoi. I don't think Sandra would have opened up portals for me to come live with her. I only came back because well... We all know what my parents are like. Let's not kid our selves. Hahahahaha.. Despite the art pieces I give birth to. I have rather platinum hygiene. A mugshot of me doesn't exist. So yeah. I'm just a cherubim prince. Most people who puke lava about me are low iq reprobates that have barely even interacted with me. So, I'm just a cool dude in comparison.
Anyways... That same cadet requested that I urinate on a doll for her. Not for erotic purposes. So yeah, that was interesting because it had been a Mongolian Death Worm since I did a specific request like that. 

I've been putting in a lot of spiritual meat into trying to renew my license/ID buuuuut the entitled idiots over at the DMV keep wanting more of my intestines until it can be resurrected... So the whole process has been tedious. And I need a new license/ID because how else am I going to escape out of here for once and for all? 

I will admit that even though I'm on a higher mountain than these stupid hooligans. I'm probably not enough for Sydney... I'm sure she doesn't wanna have a metaphysical bridge to a guy whos on disability. I'm not husband material... It disembowels me to say buuuut ya know...

The Smiths
When you cycled by
Here began all my dreams
The saddest thing I've ever seen
And you never knew
How much I really liked you
Because I never even told you
Oh, and I meant to
Are you still there ?
Or ... have you moved away ?
Or have you moved away ?
Oh ...
I would love to go
Back to the old house
But I never will


I also have a dead frog for the horizon... Amphibian Antics, anyone? 

Yesterday was Sandra's 24th birthday. 


© 2025 CoyoteClock14


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Logbook Of A Scavenger


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CoyoteClock14
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New Boston, OH