sometimes I just pick my nose
for no reason.
It's just the anger pent up inside me,
I guess.
I pick the fuck out of my nose,
just like everyone does
at any given time in their life.
I love women in muscle shirts
and tank tops.
I love men that look like baffled shits
and find their vent
in road rage rants
rubbed the wrong way
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