i need cocaine
2025-02-25
i need cocaine
i need not control
not participation in the grand game
i need to be a bread eating spectator in this gladiator colosseum
in this case cocaine snorting
not on the stage
i don’t wanna be maximus decimus meridius
not cursed with this immense power over matter fabricating reality
let me have a lame death
with my brain fried
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