When I identify
With the relentless
Internal chat
I am magically transformed
Into a whack
Job
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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Comments4
A good write. I think about this and ask are we not all whack jobs but just hide it well
Haha!
I'll bet. After all, who isn't, eh?
It's a mad mad mad mad world!
Superkali 🙏🏻🕊️
The iron hasn't aged well, it's gone rusty!
#Truth! LOL! Well done, my friend. A fave from me! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks a million!
You bet!
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