Joker

My mind What a joke. The charade continues. I walk the line of caring and self-preservation but would prefer not to participate. So I breakdown. I'd love for things to go on without the control, the toxicity, the gross influence. But here we are again. The Joker wins. The bags we carry for each other... Continue Reading →

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