Just some thoughts
I read a lot of post here on Medium. I wish I could write like you.
Deep inside I can hear the words that want to come out . But when I type them on here they come out very differently then what I desire.
We live in a, what the actual fuck?! kind of world…and baby it’s cold outside sung in my head by Nat-mutha-Fuckin-dead-to-soon-King Cole, but it wouldn’t be make believe if you believe in me…
The following is intended for mature audiences and meant to be ironic or what ever one can deal…