Kinda Halfway Do

I know I’m a writer deep down in my core. I have always been one tis why I abhor my life I suppose, I’d rather be a mathematician or a doctor or a banker or a magician, I’d even rather be a pimp with a squad full of hoes.

I think I just cracked a rib maybe 3 falling over the side of the tub but not gracefully.

is there anyone else who enjoys getting old? I fucking hate it if I’d been asked I woulda sold my soul to not be living in this parade of hell. everything’s got cancer it finds the most absurd spots to dwell.

It was already hard to breathe but now it’s worse and if I believed the Bible, in whole, I’d believe this a curse, which I kinda halfway do.

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