This thing is bigger than we now. It wasnt but it is. Fucking hell. Its so easy for other people to tell you how to live when they dont have to wake up each morning to the most searing, electric pain you can imagine, shooting through every fiber of your being. All for what? For tar, for powder. All for that. You sweat. Its too hot, its too cold.
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