What’s up mingemongers and moneyhoneys, my name’s Seven and this is my weekly confession. Holy shitballs, is it September already? The months are flying by in frenetic spurts, like liquid shite against the porcelain bowl of the universe. We are all barreling toward the grave at a horrifying pace, with the unstoppable weight of a...
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