Tuesday, February 14, 2017

i always been a little trepidashus. i growed up trepidashus. i can't control my environment, my city, my gubberment, even my apartment, even my dog's health, not my dog, nothing is mine, mine is nothing. i feel funky today. the moon full and waning. full of waning. i could not get the rhythm, i feel funky and can't get funky wit it.

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