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Post by Jupiter on Oct 4, 2024 1:31:15 GMT
About to pay rent, like a dagger to the fiscal heart, a punch to the face, like someone reaching in and grabbing a big part of your soul out of you. Rent is evil, and invention of the west.
Before the settlers came to the Americas, there was no evil rent, they brought that greed, gold loving, diamond loving, materialistic crap with them, and now we all suffer from it.
America is or has turned into a wasteland of despair, broken homes, drug use, debauchery (can't believe I spelled that right), violence and more.
City women walk around looking like goblins to me, odd looking nails and hands, and funny looking feet now also. Some odd spirit has settled upon this nation and it isn't good.
Anyways, gotta pay rent now, is why my mood suddenly turned sour.
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Post by Jupiter on Nov 12, 2024 3:04:36 GMT
As I sit here tonight, i feel like I'm dead. That feeling just about tempted me to grab a beer to awaken my silly I don't care side.
The world as I have known it for the last 9 months is about to change, and I'm just not happy about that. Drinking a few beer would just give me temporary shelter from reality.
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