Why Complain

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I could complain about what lupus does to me, but what will that solve? I’ll say this though… Lupus you summummabish, I can’t wait until you rot in hell! You sick twisted bastard! Kick rocks barefoot and kiss my cocoa brown ass as I get up when you try and knock me out. You hit like a bitch and I’m shaking that crap off and continuing to live. EFF-U-CEE-KAY You Lupus! That is all. I think that was more productive than woe is me. I feel so free! *Flinging the mic across the room* … mumbling dis bitch gonna have me choke her out…. #LupusInColor

 

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