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Jun 2020
Can't tell me I don't know what I am doing.
Don't tell me I'm ignorant because I've committed myself.
I've done jobs no one else will do.
Exhausted and blood thirsty
Don't come near me
You think I'm afraid of being jobless?
Not afraid to go out hunting
I'll always come home to something
Don't test me
It can get pretty ugly
What was the point of working overtime to go back to none
I'm just about done
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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