What am I supposed to be worrying about this week?
Tariffs?
What kind of thing in the outside world wants to come in and ruin my inside world??
Buncha noise.
You should be able to turn it off,
(And you can..)
I wonder dumb shit they’ll do next,,tryina fuck which Yor boy..
I don’t have a dollars for it, just go ahead and rape me, take what you’re going to take, Make life as pitiful as you can make it…
Fine.
You’re not going to fuck with my inner peace.
(just like what?)
Audience.
You are DEMANDING my attention ,over these dollars and cents..
It’s all one big machine.
And I don’t find optimism to be warranted…
(some places legalized pot..)
Alright.. One small step in the right direction.
But they only legalized it because they could earn more off the product,, earn more than some cop snatching a kid with a quarterback… Sending him through court fees, mandatory group therapies,, fucking with his time…
Time.
I demand that you will not eat my time.
I did not set out to eat yours.
But principle, principal matters…
Alright,, my bad,I smoked a joint.
I know it’s obnoxious, I live with it..
Sorry
dawn 