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i cannot be nice i hear gun shots i see knives i taste bile i smell death every where i go i cannot be nice
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Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 10:42 AM UTC
i am not nice
i cannot be nice i hear gun shots i see knives i taste bile i smell death every where i go i cannot be nice
i gt an idea for this from a friend on discord he was imposibly nice and i notice i cant be like him
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Gender Fluid/Canada
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 10:42 AM UTC
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