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Mood Swings

Mood Swings

I'll try to be a good person, and never let the situation worsen, In this person, I know that I can be a debbie downer, but I want you all to know that I've got the laughter, I want to reach to the next calender, but sometimes I feel like what does it all matter, when will I reach the end to this ladder, am I happy, or am I just getting sadder, am I laughing, or just getting madder? TkETT3L Tyler Ace Kettelhut

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sparrowsong

Hello Tyler...

Don't worry about it...

The United States has gotten so weak...

We're no longer smart enough to not bring ourselves right into a war...

As long as the World continues to laugh at us they're not steady enough to shoot...

Now, we must continue to be the laughing stock of the World or we're going to have to go back and become strong again...

I don't think that's going to happen...

Too many boys wanting to use the girls room anymore...

Go with the flow...

People thought I was crazy when I said we're going to be bending over and kissing our ass good bye...

I didn't see it as a turn on...

That was my bad...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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