Weed Be Gone

All I ever asked was humanity, maybe a little weed spray. Nothing more. But all I got were rumors, unsolicited advice, threats, tornent. I vocalized to many times to believe there’s an ounce of humanity out there.  This blog is set to a timer. I’m going to get rid of the weed now. I’m getting out of my comfort zone, doing it myself.  Just like you all wanted. 

Weed’s too tall. To big. To burdensome to society. 

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