“Whenever fate gets nauseous my life becomes the bucket.”
Somehow that sounds like an improvement. It is better than being lint that gets swept under the rug.
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November 09, 2021
“Whenever fate gets nauseous my life becomes the bucket.”
Somehow that sounds like an improvement. It is better than being lint that gets swept under the rug.