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death note and my last pizza slice...skip the dishes and the bridge corner

this is how i die an array of colours flashed hippy's tie die shirt glamourized before me a 60s hendrix tripping vibe too much deception, not enough communication silence was the biggest killer... after all most deaths are silent and the dead don't speak but who says they're not listening a record collection of conversations stored in heathe ledger's memory files , the frontal lobe archives just like the front side of the incoming car just like the front side of the quickly approaching cliff ledge just like the frontal assault i planted on myself, but my pain is temporary...it is everyone else i know who must bear it for a lifetime if they discontinue this domino effect (i'm not talking about domino's pizza)...pizza hut OBVIOUSLY I ordered the extra large cheese with a side of jalapeno's because this one if going to burn with a cheesy ending how could you miss it.... i wrote it in my death note.
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23 / Two-Spirit / volcano fun land
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Oct 23, 2020
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sardines on your pizza....that's the real death note hahahaha jkjkjkj lelel tits mmmmm vjj

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