Weekly injections of soul-crushing thoughts, bad poetry, and gentle reminders that everything is, in fact, terrible.
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David Smiles does not smile. He tried once in 2017 and immediately regretted it.
He wanders through life like a goth cloud — raining on everyone's parade while complaining that the rain ruined his boots. His writing is like a warm hug from a vampire who forgot to feed.
If you're here for sunshine and rainbows, you've taken a wrong turn into the abyss. Welcome. 🖤☠️
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