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Mar 2014
No.
The heart is some
***** pumping
blood
through your sad
pathetic
body and it
isn't connected
in
any way to those
emotions that
your
small and dumb brain
is producing
for who knows why
(though
i'm guessing
it has to
do
with keeping the
race alive and
just
******* your days
up. Like... God's up
there
laughing His ***
at your sadness.
Are
you gonna let
that ******* laugh?
No!
Get over it
human owner!)

**Alt Title:
Harsh words from a night conversation with Jack SkellingtonΒ Β plush
Sings: When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Jack comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Seriously. I don't have many friends to talk to and get me cheered up so Jack the plush toy talks to me sometimes and he offers good words!

I lost a special friend apparently for good this time and Jack has helped me :)
Chris T
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