If only we didn’t know, it’d work, and all the I going doesn’t work no more… Boo fucking hoo.
Shut the fuck up, Asshole Comes wishing to unknow, this ain’t Xmas, George
Call me, Blondie
Gonna get myself connected to the writing on the wall.
21 a milestone then. Before the futures year comes to an end.
Very satisfying to feel useful. Priceless feeling really.
Bless.
At the end of the day it gets night.
Somebody just got clapped beyond comprehension. Watch out now
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