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let this be proof that on day *** I am alive and kicking with nothing but a caffeine headache and a good twenty days of September in my back pocket but now the cross breeze comes and I lament the past four autumns how they left me cold broken and seeing women jump off buildings God! Sovereign soldier! Sinner! Saint! let me live more than 20 days I am a good person I only **** when asked I eat spaghetti with a fork and spoon I once tried to jump off a cliff but that was then and this is now and the breeze is as cold as winter don’t think that I ever enjoyed this time with you don’t think that I won’t ever try that again I promise I won’t float in the air no not this time
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Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
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let this be proof that on day *** I am alive and kicking with nothing but a caffeine headache and a good twenty days of September in my back pocket but now the cross breeze comes and I lament the past four autumns how they left me cold broken and seeing women jump off buildings God! Sovereign soldier! Sinner! Saint! let me live more than 20 days I am a good person I only **** when asked I eat spaghetti with a fork and spoon I once tried to jump off a cliff but that was then and this is now and the breeze is as cold as winter don’t think that I ever enjoyed this time with you don’t think that I won’t ever try that again I promise I won’t float in the air no not this time
KingPanda
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Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
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