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aint she sweet?

how’s your day going?

oh, alright ya know

same **** different day

ya thats good

it’s a bit boring

yeh, i know what you mean

trust me

 

rolls eyes

don’t worry they do that all the time

who?

all of them, you have no idea

try working in a place like this

i can’t imagine

 

 

she might love me if i brought her up to the castle

or the ancient places hidden in the ramapo mountains

or blauvelt

the century old rifle range

 

 

puppy dog eyes

quivering lip

veins popping out just like mine

 

i swear i don’t know what time it is

i swear i don’t give a **** anymore

 

this ones on me carl

this one too

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