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yes, it is f*****g dead. motherfucking no longer living, not breathing, dead as a f*****g pile of bones.
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for the sake of convenience ive tried to be lenienttried to pacify insatiable angelspromising to hold of demons flying in from every angletried to rec..
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those words, used like a villainous excretion of guilt.Said by those seeking a way out of sympathizing.A world where everyone is a perverted 13 year o..
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I'm just playing ladies, you know I love you.
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there is a me that plays in bandstrangles the love out of his instrumentand nearly cries every time he plays.rants at showsand says to the audience,"t..
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will never love another more thanMorrissey.Not a male with comradery,or a female with romance.The former rush and push for land,while the latter make ..
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from now until i cry myself ontoanother piece of paper, i hope you
knowi love you both now and laterif a tree falls i hope it lands
on a president..
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the only women i've gotten anywhere withare the ones who didn't need me to appease them with witso i'd like to say f**k you, to the insatiable i don't..
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listening to too much joanna newsom
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the futureis never present for the goodmoments that I need most.The past is always in attendance,resurfacing its posture, untilI drown it again in...A..
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