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As my lungs crinkle and deflate into themselves, I'm reminded that breathing is easy I just **** at it. I hear Lou Dog bark- good dog- and hope he's still out there, biting pornstars because for sure, not all Rastafarian dogs go to heaven. The music's down here. But you're just the most boring cliche with a pretty face. And I'm still surprised you're on this side of the dirt. What a conscience you have. (Huh?)
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Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 2:18 AM UTC
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As my lungs crinkle and deflate into themselves, I'm reminded that breathing is easy I just **** at it. I hear Lou Dog bark- good dog- and hope he's still out there, biting pornstars because for sure, not all Rastafarian dogs go to heaven. The music's down here. But you're just the most boring cliche with a pretty face. And I'm still surprised you're on this side of the dirt. What a conscience you have. (Huh?)
I forget which jar I left my brain in this week
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Jul 3, 2016 at 2:18 AM UTC
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