Maybe it is easier to just believe the lies.
I can’t go anywhere without being denied service without a mask.
I’ve been kicked out twice this week and these people feel like they’re in control.
I know in my heart and gut that Q is real.
But with nothing coming to fruition and all the let downs...
I just feel like giving up.
The dysphoria is too high. It’s become a real problem.
Wish I had even one carrot to keep this donkey going. But I don’t.
I feel shriveling up and dying.
Maybe it is easier to just believe the lies.
I can’t go anywhere without being denied service without a mask.
I’ve been kicked out twice this week and these people feel like they’re in control.
I know in my heart and gut that Q is real.
But with nothing coming to fruition and all the let downs...
I just feel like giving up.
The dysphoria is too high. It’s become a real problem.
Wish I had even one carrot to keep this donkey going. But I don’t.
I feel shriveling up and dying.
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