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from “remember that we made this together — cherry wine” . it’s so big and long, but is it enough for everyone whose ego stretches wider than the grand canyon? black or white, asian or western, race, gender, humans are humans. and yes, we’re flawed by nature, but we don’t have to be this proudly cruel. neo armstrong cyclone jet armstrong. put it in the mouths of those who turn peace into lies, or put it in mine, for refusing this obedient life. i’d rather die with belief than live dressed in shame. i choose being human over breathing like evil. neo armstrong cyclone jet armstrong. schools promise better adults, but raise parents trained to repeat abuse in a world with no mercy, no empathy. how lovely. tell governments to count the bodies. tell soldiers blind obedience is not innocence. how lucky i am to love someone who supports this. go to hell, bebe. it’s disgusting. put it in their mouths, and his. neo armstrong cyclone jet armstrong. where do love and peace actually belong?
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from “remember that we made this together — cherry wine” . it’s so big and long, but is it enough for everyone whose ego stretches wider than the grand canyon? black or white, asian or western, race, gender, humans are humans. and yes, we’re flawed by nature, but we don’t have to be this proudly cruel. neo armstrong cyclone jet armstrong. put it in the mouths of those who turn peace into lies, or put it in mine, for refusing this obedient life. i’d rather die with belief than live dressed in shame. i choose being human over breathing like evil. neo armstrong cyclone jet armstrong. schools promise better adults, but raise parents trained to repeat abuse in a world with no mercy, no empathy. how lovely. tell governments to count the bodies. tell soldiers blind obedience is not innocence. how lucky i am to love someone who supports this. go to hell, bebe. it’s disgusting. put it in their mouths, and his. neo armstrong cyclone jet armstrong. where do love and peace actually belong?
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Apr 26, 2026 at 3:32 AM UTC
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