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Yesterday I learned, you just don’t shoot yourself in the temple if you wanna die. Small bits of exploded alloy may merely knick the complex nerves that control your eyes. You’ll be left blind but still alive. A tough break for the enterprising. Sometimes even the well prepared come up short. Although, a quick google search would reveal the proper path to panacea. A redirect to the bombastic blog. Empty words form empty lines. And a single sign would have changed your mind, Aim through the mouth. It’s the only way.
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Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:48 PM UTC
the google machine
Yesterday I learned, you just don’t shoot yourself in the temple if you wanna die. Small bits of exploded alloy may merely knick the complex nerves that control your eyes. You’ll be left blind but still alive. A tough break for the enterprising. Sometimes even the well prepared come up short. Although, a quick google search would reveal the proper path to panacea. A redirect to the bombastic blog. Empty words form empty lines. And a single sign would have changed your mind, Aim through the mouth. It’s the only way.
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Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:48 PM UTC
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