On Fire.

Today is the conventional day where I feel like a baloney piece of crap. Everyone is popping on my internal fortitude and I feel like a bowl of shit chucked on my face. ‘Splat’. Ugh.

I don’t feel like running on to anyone right now. I just want to be on my endemic self.

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