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wallowing in myself the rain stops outside been at it for days. I walk to my bathroom everytime and everytime the tarantula creeps or darts from under the toilet seat and then his little brother from out the sink drain; I'm on the crazy train now appalled, I die back into my room It's raining again.
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Aug 17, 2012
Aug 17, 2012 at 8:35 PM UTC
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wallowing in myself the rain stops outside been at it for days. I walk to my bathroom everytime and everytime the tarantula creeps or darts from under the toilet seat and then his little brother from out the sink drain; I'm on the crazy train now appalled, I die back into my room It's raining again.
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Aug 17, 2012
Aug 17, 2012 at 8:35 PM UTC
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