Category: Sad
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Don’t Drink the Kool-Aid: Words From a Kool-Aid Tongue
a sense of discomfort while the Kool-Aid dissolves into the blood so quickly, without any effort other than spelling. whispers of these predatory & exploitive dispositions, wrecking balls who violate walls; “don’t speak, only listen.” there’s no consulting when you’re already sold to the underground demons justly absorbing souls. my fledgling heart was trapped in…
