cope and deal
I need to vent cuz shit has got me bent and i will put a dent in any lady or gent in the place of their face with a fist of flying grace. What the fuck has got me so stuck in this fucking rut fuss of a cluster fuck? I woke into the smoke and it made me choke. It is no joke...because there is no hope that there is a rope instead of a way to cope. I just want to heal without having to feel because all of the reels are so fucking real...SO COPE AND JUST DEAL!
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