Rise out of bed
Eyes barely open
You shuffle through the house
Barely functioning
Then that first drop of coffee
Happy
Happy
Joy
Joy
Happy
Happy
Joy
Joy
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Grandma why is your cooking so good Because of bitch dust my child I sprinkle that shit on everything
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