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I have a problem with the lies

by @Penmann

I actually don't. I have a problem with spies. They lie. That's why i call myself sky. I make them bleed. im like a reality turner an actor a burner, i make them pay for the lies they did i make them change opinions about me so i guess soon i die on a no note man what is it is it a plan a scheme a gangstalking dream wtf is this 5 secret services after me for next to nothing and me writing sonnets suddenly wtf man i like this feeling, tom cruise im like an oceans 11 just without the briefings but briefings are for babies as are also dollar bills i had no payment for what i did i had no payment for what i didnt do but i have a feeling they do lmao
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35 / M / Slovenia
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Written by
Penmann
35 / M / Slovenia
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Jun 21, 2019
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