Chasing Ambition

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The outward expressions of my inward thoughts.

And still no job. I’m going to give it until Friday and the McDonald’s here I come.

The universe makes me do it you know. Cut myself, that is. Everything will be fucked up and then one cut and it is all fixed and in order. The universe wants me to cut. The fates force me to do it.