Life As It's Worst

Life As It's Worst

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just me ranting about shit no one wants to listen to. like: trump [what the fuck is he doing?!] sexist people [why do you exist?!] homophobic people [why are you breathing?!] bad writing [i know you're human but come on!] life [why do you hate me so much?!] the list can go on but i think you get the point. authors note: by the way, i'm writing this in lowercase on purpose, I like the aesthetic-ness to it.
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