I can't go on my regular social media and say "fuck a shit my life is a goldurn disaster and I can barely keep going for all the RIGHTEOUS RAGE and disappointment boilin' up and swampin' muh thoughts" because I'm still up to play the Has It All Togetherman role of a lifetime
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At this point I trail off into mumbling grumbling. I used to go straight to the cinnabonoids when I got home. By the time it wore off I would forget how desperate, urgent, furious I was earlier in the day. Yet I could be productive after. Today I needed to face the rage.
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Okay folks that was my friend he can't afford his own twitter, give him a pat on the back or better large unmarked bills or best of all engage with him on any topic under the sun other than food or Jrumpf, he might be your next ridehailed driver assuming you read this before Sept
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