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end of my rope

  • Writer: Juliette Collet
    Juliette Collet
  • Apr 20
  • 1 min read

am stranded out in who knows where.
am stranded out in who knows where.

with only a pack of millennials for a friend, and my bubby o'course.

somebody shoot me. not really.



 
 
 

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