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They aren’t listening You could find it if you looked, but Just because someone hasn’t proven it doesn’t mean that it is not there Hey, even the animals have same gender *** why shouldn’t the humans? because I only think of santa clause one time a year And how my parents lied to me So what if I like when my celebrities run for office It means someone with money cares Someone young Someone who probably knows what it is like to hit rock bottom somewhere outside in an unfamiliar place with the stench of the night lingering into that sudden clarity that makes you scream at the top of your lungs WHAT THE **** AM i DOING WITH my LIFE?!!!!? And why am I still awake? Define Improvement So what if our stomachs were made to eat plants We eat meat now. Can you imagine if we started shooting our dead into the sky? I could say Granpa was in the stars That everyone went to heaven when they died And about the Arc Maybe they didn’t have to. Maybe they Were where they needed to be all along
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
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They aren’t listening You could find it if you looked, but Just because someone hasn’t proven it doesn’t mean that it is not there Hey, even the animals have same gender *** why shouldn’t the humans? because I only think of santa clause one time a year And how my parents lied to me So what if I like when my celebrities run for office It means someone with money cares Someone young Someone who probably knows what it is like to hit rock bottom somewhere outside in an unfamiliar place with the stench of the night lingering into that sudden clarity that makes you scream at the top of your lungs WHAT THE **** AM i DOING WITH my LIFE?!!!!? And why am I still awake? Define Improvement So what if our stomachs were made to eat plants We eat meat now. Can you imagine if we started shooting our dead into the sky? I could say Granpa was in the stars That everyone went to heaven when they died And about the Arc Maybe they didn’t have to. Maybe they Were where they needed to be all along
victoria-ovalle
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
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