1/18/19
table setting
Setting the table for settling for scraps. Be a settler, dirt-farmer, homesteader in the desert that could become a little fertile. Setting the table to settle, not down. Settle up, pay for companionship with humility and some money. Who the fuck am I? Not bloody much it would seem, the results are in. I can afford a lower middle class lifestyle, c'mon girl, get on my dental plan, I should make USE of that, but no kids, let's not go crazy. Let's just settle, for someone, anyone. There's honesty for you. Clear the slate for a higher class of love with brutal honesty, let's make settling not so bad, call it what it is, but make what we can.
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