...So "CVS" sent me a text stating that my doctor will not okay refills!
Doctors ain't shit no mo My Dear Sweet Sistas and Brothas!
They ain't shit!
This muh fucka wants anotha shot at talkin bout some damn shot and shit!
So, shit!
I will have to go through the very rough mood swings, "brain jolts", fatigue, oh, did I say, mood swings and greater depression as before because sorry ass doctahs done upgraded to becoming Dicks!
"Why don't you just go see him?"
Fuck 'im! If ya gotta suck a motha fucka's dick cause yo ass needs yo fix...
Time ta get along in life without your God damned fix!
And y'all just don't know how I hate this motha fucka that's bloggin this shit right the fuck now! I can't stand the motha fucka!
Always worryin! Always thinkin bout some bullshit that don't amount ta shit! Self righteous! Nervous as fuck!...
I can't stand that motha fucka!
The shit's hard with that motha fucka bein a principal playa!...
But God damned!...
Principal playa I must be!
Shit!...
But let me tell yo sorry asses somethin before I leave this topic of note.
When a doctah puts an agenda ovah a patient's care and/or health?!
Nigga!
We got problems in this shit like you wouldn't believe!...
(Peace! More to come...)
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