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I’ve seen the end of our story we’re all post traumatized and boring untrusting and funny we’re fat poor and pastey
Swim through our piss you’ll get lost. Got short tempers we got hot, over worked, and underpaid until we all got laid off. Laid late on couch with love lost
We saw 2 dead girls on the sidewalk in Phoenix. Got drunk and high so we’d feel less. We saw the reds and orange through a hole the ceiling.
I saw the best that I had ain’t worth seeing.
We lost hope.
I lasted long ‘til both our pets and parents were gone. I ran away, bought a gun, pussied out, and got a refund coulda woulda sold my soul to rock and roll, killed my son to sell some records Wrecked your car bill my shrink. Wiped your blood outta the sink
Spit your beer into my face that was her favorite foreplay. We don’t admit to shit thats commitment to the bit. Important parts of history I guess we didn’t see. We just assumed itd be adapted for the movie
Paid my debt off when I could and I never could nothings that hard to get when you can’t relax. All our bodies get taxed expensive meds tossed back. Bossman never called back life at the bottom of the stack.
Until the lib gods wrote a code
Disclosed the ufos as wedding drones. Gave the gavel to their kids. Summoned the racist rapist priests and pigs. We watched their trials it was lit. They flipped a switch , flipped off their lids, lift off their skin, tallied their sins. Convert to coin onto the outer net
Mailed us all a check then we got rich the only water that was left it was Dasani and that shits gross
Now Mountain Dews as good as gold. We burned the text books we were cold. I heard there’s live-streams still up north. Joined a militia for a tour. Explored the ruins of New York. Simped the camgirls squatting down at the gucci store. Finders keepers in that treehouse mill the culture down and cash out. Spot her bass proing the trenches buying memes on social cell plans.
So I defect transplant my beta blood and trade it for our cybertruck. Hit neo vegas with our luck held up the chapel with a cancer gun. Diesel genny in the trunk to keep our persy space fucked.
Had some kids and made a family band traded the truck in for a van. Crashed the van into a wall the children died and we lived on.
Peaks and valleys that end up so meaningless.
But that’s just the way that our future went.

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from Volume IV: Anthony Junior POV selfsuck VR 4k, released April 20, 2021

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