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I've coughed up ***** of pill soaked cotton, every morning. Everynight it's like there should be shows on tv showing how rough life is. But it's not, it's a business that's built a cathedral and stitched ups sides of all the folks that were lied to. In order to stay true to nihilism and anarchy it occured to me that the final way to stay in my lane is my sitting my *** in hot sad littered with lizards and all the water in my upcycled big gulp cup. It ***** And I'm scared. Because they took my stray away, and with out lids, it the woods, i can't keep the ice to stay cold in my drink. It's the first inkling of poor people killing for schillings of basic disposal needs, but the rich folks greed will instill into us landfill thinking. Like we're supposed to be sinking on the ship we were shanghaied on.
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Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 1:31 AM UTC
This isn't happening like I thought.
I've coughed up ***** of pill soaked cotton, every morning. Everynight it's like there should be shows on tv showing how rough life is. But it's not, it's a business that's built a cathedral and stitched ups sides of all the folks that were lied to. In order to stay true to nihilism and anarchy it occured to me that the final way to stay in my lane is my sitting my *** in hot sad littered with lizards and all the water in my upcycled big gulp cup. It ***** And I'm scared. Because they took my stray away, and with out lids, it the woods, i can't keep the ice to stay cold in my drink. It's the first inkling of poor people killing for schillings of basic disposal needs, but the rich folks greed will instill into us landfill thinking. Like we're supposed to be sinking on the ship we were shanghaied on.
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Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 1:31 AM UTC
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