Thursday, 7 November 2024

Sober Reflections

Fuck.


Fuck fuck fuck.


Fuck, right, and fuck on top of that, and an extra fuck to top it off.


FUCK.


Just... Fuck, what the fuck? How the fuck did that Fuck fucking fuck up so badly yet here we fucking are?


Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!


And I'm one of the fucking lucky fuckers, relatively, as I'm fucking well down the fucking list unless I fuck enough fucking shit up to force myself up the fucking list.


Fuck.


And I know, fucking "survive and resist", fuck yeah, don't get me fucking wrong, but right now? 


Fuck. Until further notice.

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