I can feel my brain falling apart and my body with it. I am adrift, a consciousness with no home and no destination. I peer at the horizon in fear of what is to come. I know my fate yet there is a hope burning in the back of my psyche that tells me that one day I will get mad bitches. I pray to Tate and hope he will send me a pawg with big milkers. Till then all I can do is rot.
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