...and that nothing I believed to be “real” was truly real, I can let go of my expectations about life, and stop buying into the charade of consumerism and competition and the false narrative of what life is about.
I’m not afraid to die anymore, not afraid to stand up, to spend all my time spreading truth.
The truth has really set me free.
All the things I thought that mattered don’t matter. Freedom is my only thought now. Whatever it takes. Whatever it takes. Whatever it takes.
Pies and donuts have been cruel to me too
I knew someone would do this as soon as i saw the typo. I tried to edit it! lmao.
Lmao!!!
I love how th edit button just straight up doesn’t work.
Like others, your typo plus WakeUpWorld's response gave me a well-needed laugh. It's the little things in life...
My first good laugh in a long time !
She’s lucky to have your support tho!
The Muffin Man is behind all of this. The invisible enemy.
The Muffin Man? The Muffin Man! (He lives on Drury Lane.)
Many of us have been bribed by vendors with donuts. And it shows.
LOL I had to re read that one again too.