rage. sometimes i forget you’re a commodity. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Posted on October 14, 2022 Posted in DiariesTagged Life, Love, personal, tiny narratives
Put up for sale, and the price? Your attention, your viewership, your employment as an agent to further transmit and put up for sale this commodity…I love this simple piece..wise words. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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Put up for sale, and the price? Your attention, your viewership, your employment as an agent to further transmit and put up for sale this commodity…I love this simple piece..wise words.
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