wow i'm sick of people talking behind my back. especially if they have the gut to smile and pretend to be my friend. people like that should be shot, pureed, and used to make KY jelly.
old poetry...
And as I peer through the grimy glass
Smudges smeared by my own hands
Obstructing my view.
Struggling, as I’m trying to breakthrough.
And around the
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