two simple words that explains about everything: FED UP. Thank God it's December. I'm blinding out in exactly two days! See you when I'm ready to excite the nerve to create. This kind of creating. ...
And all those significant events that just passed. Was going to write about them. But then I decide they're much too negative for me to bethink. Why jot it down in my timeline? I might as well bury it deep. Grey clouds merge together. The skies wrinkle, dropping down real fast. I ducked, expecting the mass to collapse down on me. For what seems like a moment succincted,...
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