Evolution of the Revolution

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After I woke up for the final time I could taste dried blood in my mouth from this cracked tooth caused by a cavity I should have already got filled. No white, pink or orange pills today just crystallized powder burning on a shiny piece of foil and the urge to masturbate instead of fuck. With the weakest of opium capsules I make tea to get my brain functioning. It barely does the trick.
Outside the heat is too much, no walking today just gonna treat it like a fucked up snow day. Called my old manager in hopes of getting a job back but the cunts never tell you the truth due to their lack of courage.
What a lame fuckaround.
Two days ago I was dancing on the moon with a beauty so beautiful I forgot her name. Today I woke up in piss stained jeans and garbage across my face. I love you mom and dad you did the right thing raising me. Schools were great but here we are. Two days in the junkyard I'm a piece of litter on tinfoil trash.

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