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You tasteless morons; Gnawing at whatever is pandering to you. Swallow your morals. You eat art alive and you consume artists whole. ******* cannibals, devouring the message to feel accomplishment. Satisfied by trend and over indulged by your ideology. This hole is a farm. It's where we cut out our hearts to feed our egos.
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Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 2:24 AM UTC
"Farm."
You tasteless morons; Gnawing at whatever is pandering to you. Swallow your morals. You eat art alive and you consume artists whole. ******* cannibals, devouring the message to feel accomplishment. Satisfied by trend and over indulged by your ideology. This hole is a farm. It's where we cut out our hearts to feed our egos.
austin-heath
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Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 2:24 AM UTC
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