foreword

❝𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳
𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥
𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵
𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥❞

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tired of life? you're not alone. this collection will give you the perfect dose of life truths wrapped with a pretty, chaotic bow called poetry. filled with sass, angst, and a splash of self-deprecation, every thing is sad is sure to make you laugh or cry depending on where you are in the humor spectrum.

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- lowercase intentional
- sporadic updates
- all the kids are #1
- graphics made by me

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