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Jun 2018
hey friend, i see you quit your job
ironically i want to do the same
they tell me its not worth it
is the pleasure worth the pain?
but i ask myself...
whats the point of the fear
we all quit our jobs
lived in our cars for a year
it was because of the xanax
that my best friend crashed her car
but now its much better managed
we smoke **** and say its not a problem
Day
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Day  21/Genderqueer/St Louis
(21/Genderqueer/St Louis)   
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