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tyler-mitchell
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Oh **** I lost it a gain Time to spend a good forty five minutes looking for something I had a second ago. This ***** Oh Shucks, I stepped on a thumb tack, grabbed my foot in pain and fell on my back, Now I hear a crack. This is so whack, maybe I left it in my back pack, Today is jack, I need to bounce back, and get on track. Did I leave it by my stack of magazines, I wish I could put some vaseline in my memories so the answer would slip out, my mind is in a drought, Im not even in route, Im loosing this bout, Beginning to doubt I ever knew where my phone was. Im tearing my room apart, take a brake to **** That wasn’t so smart, Now my room smells, Hells Bells, My nose feels like it swells. Give the bottle of Febreze a good squeeze, Start to wheeze, I shouldn't have cut the cheese.
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Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 10:08 PM UTC
tyler-mitchell
Under Looked Teenage Problems
Oh **** I lost it a gain Time to spend a good forty five minutes looking for something I had a second ago. This ***** Oh Shucks, I stepped on a thumb tack, grabbed my foot in pain and fell on my back, Now I hear a crack. This is so whack, maybe I left it in my back pack, Today is jack, I need to bounce back, and get on track. Did I leave it by my stack of magazines, I wish I could put some vaseline in my memories so the answer would slip out, my mind is in a drought, Im not even in route, Im loosing this bout, Beginning to doubt I ever knew where my phone was. Im tearing my room apart, take a brake to **** That wasn’t so smart, Now my room smells, Hells Bells, My nose feels like it swells. Give the bottle of Febreze a good squeeze, Start to wheeze, I shouldn't have cut the cheese.
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