I am full of hate, January 16, 2024, 10:42:58 – 10:45:56

There is nothing

I suck because everything sucks

I am born and I bridge everything

I cannot see myself

I suck because everything sucks

To my ears

I cannot see myself

It’s not the salt’s fault

To my ears

Anger is not a prosthetic

It’s not the salt’s fault

I only want to think about growth.

Anger is not a prosthetic

I am born and I bridge everything

I only want to think about growth.

There is nothing

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