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Peace, brother; it's All hell,

Like, Duh, and no shit. I hate my life and am as miserable as anybody else. But there are also ways to not live in misery, and i look for those. If I have to, i will fucking Invent them. BecUse why in the fuck would you not? If i piss the bed, i at least change the fucking sheets.    
 
(I love curse words, and I am full of amuse, and yes, I am able to smile 🫠 so fucking what?)    
   
As for escape? I live for it as well. Who doesn't? People who would prefer to be miserable, i suppose. Join the human fucking race. We are at the terminal end of "the-beginning-of-the-end" of the current "Way things are."    
   
Escape is beautiful. Who knows, maybe i'm dying. Maybe i'm not. But right now I have the loving green universe, I have the living green witch weed (a big, "thank you for the term, i think I'll steal it!" goes out to Adagio) and i have the living, literal saving grace of DUP. And i'm thankful for all of it.
   
Peace, peace.
Em-ily
Written by Em-ily
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