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I over work myself because
I have no choice
If I'm not good at something
Then I'm good for nothing
1 day 30 min ago
The staff of my Father enjoining the past
futurity’s herding a bleating morass
2 days 16 hours ago
The staff of my Father enjoining the past
futurity’s herding a bleating morass
2 days 16 hours ago
The staff of my Father enjoining the past
futurity’s herding a bleating morass
2 days 16 hours ago
If my being were but a space-an extinction of the many "projects"-to be explored for the sake of nature's coarse- then the
2 days 21 hours ago
do you feel it
when it hurt the most
cant feel yourself
cant look at yourself
tried of lies
joke
3 days 3 hours ago
The silent killer got my grandma
It grabbed her and didnt let go
starting at th unterus it took over her body
3 days 4 hours ago