I love it

What a fuckin life
When even success is suspect
Where I don't think we're friends
Because I haven't been ducked yet
Where I don't think we're friends
Because we haven't even fucked yet
And the only time I had my head on straight
Is when I sold that shit that duck said
Plus this habit
I'm an addict of oversharing with the public
Air my dirty laundry
Oh, know I'm not above it
It's such stress
But friction is the shit that makes it stick
And it makes much mess
So I stopped caring about the past
And the imaginary future much less
Or the thoughts it took me to write these words
Man, fuck this
Just know I got your back when the rush hits
What a fuckin life...
I love it
Written by beanbandit (David Gonzales)
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