Here’s to the fakers who stroll into our lives and leave messes for their amusement.
Here’s to the liars who spew their tangled webs and trap us with pseudo-friendships.
Here’s to the hustlers that take what they can get until you’re bone dry and say it YOUR fault.
Here’s to you and the jiggered road you’re on, happily tearing up the lives of others and saying Heaven’s praises. Its a farce of the lowest kind. So here is a cigar to celebrate your latest conquest and ill make sure to light the fuse.
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