I think I fucked up my anti-depression sermon: bitches are still succumbing to winter's icy tree branch grip.
Obviously, it's not up to me to make anybody feel anything, but I hate seeing a whole lot of people regressive and pissed all at the same time.
I feel like the only person not bummed out right now and all I"m doing differently is maybe trying
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I don't think bitches quite rhymes with kitchen, but I could be wrong.
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