I look upon my garden where I grow my fucks to give...
...and I see that it is barren.
Call me cynical/jaded/numbed. But I can't help but feel that this woman got exactly what she deserved for the misery she helped to inflict on her community and the world at large.
I look upon my garden where I grow my fucks to give...
...and I see that it is barren.
Call me cynical/jaded/numbed. But I can't help but feel that this woman got exactly what she deserved for the misery she helped to inflict on her community and the world at large.
somuchwinning said it best --beautiful poetry!