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Feb 2013
i can feel the point of my life
slipping out my fingers
not really
slowly....
boy
i'm in trouble
but i can't help it
i just don't give a ****
what's the point of anything
anyway
go to school
get a job
at mcdonald's
get pregnant
get someone else pregnant
make fun of pregnant people
treat everyone unequal
never get married
live with a load of ****-heads
fall asleep
die
i can work at mcdonald's
without a college degree
so why won't you
let
me
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Redshift  F
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