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Dec 2016
Her move's more than suspicious;
Did she wear those short-*** shorts again?
What is it? She going to another home or something?
Why don't you say those **** to her yourself?
I ain't a conduit for your complaints,
I ain't an ear to hear your whining.
If you want to know the truth that badly,
Then why do you make the effort to spread the poison,
Instead of giving it to the victim?
You have the uncanny strength of superstition,
Hat's off to you, good sir,
Unfortunately I think it would be,
I'd **** myself by jumping from your pride to your knowledge;
*Very steep and suicidal.
An excerpt from casual talk from my father

What a good man
woolgather
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woolgather  23/Non-binary/Philippines
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