A new job... you herd people and you feel the words being drained out of you.
Small irony that i have a job that has me making movies!!
I mean literally speaking, that's a fuckin' dream come true. Little loopholes in your dream that GOD plays around with.
Irony my ass, I can't even tweak a wrist to write this piece here !
It feels like the eve before the dead end. Me against a damn wall...'n so fuckin' close to it that i can't even put my piss stain on it.
My damn signature of a life lived.
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