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Heading Towards The Dock
I once wanted
the american dream,
fences, a dog named spot
a neighbor named Betty
and a soul crushing 9 to 5
what I got was a broken gate
a dead neighbor, 2 cats
and a hustle, there isn't any dream
it's just another american fable.
the american dream,
fences, a dog named spot
a neighbor named Betty
and a soul crushing 9 to 5
what I got was a broken gate
a dead neighbor, 2 cats
and a hustle, there isn't any dream
it's just another american fable.
Published 17th Jan 2020
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17th Jan 2020 1:11am
The American dream died with the middle class. . .now there are just haves and have-nots, I am afraid.
That photo is as classic as it is original! Mr. Potato Head cousin!
That photo is as classic as it is original! Mr. Potato Head cousin!
17th Jan 2020 1:14am
No dream only a nightmare.
Its two handmade coffee mugs!
One a face and the other legs
so I stacked them lol
I have another set of legs so Im looking for another face mug.
Its two handmade coffee mugs!
One a face and the other legs
so I stacked them lol
I have another set of legs so Im looking for another face mug.
17th Jan 2020 1:14am
17th Jan 2020 1:17am
Yeah the have truths and the keep froms...the fuck overs and the oh shit she found outs..... Oh I must be feeling better!
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