What a lonely life, having no one to call at the end of the world.
Who would you call?
Do you know?
If you only had time, for one?
((Who would you even trust to listen to it?))
- Everyone I know, is petty, and I wouldn't even bother trying to get a dial tone, because they've made it clear beyond clear-
They don't give a Fuck. -
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ANTHOLOGY : THE GRIPPY SOCK HOTEL
PoëzieI got trapped in a mental health facility *who I will be suing, btw* Because they intentionally overdosed me on day 10 of my stay, to force a day eleven. They didn't count on me being smarter, and willing to bide my time, and wait. Anyway, this is...
