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I want mindless violence, since I can't punch my problems like humanity used to. I have telephone calls and and red tape to cut just to find out that my problems have paid the solution to go vacation on an island or they would punch him to death in the way that I'm not allowed. I have been told that civilized takes the animals out of the jungle. It puts them in big buildings and it gives them better suits. I am nothing more than a wolf without sheep's clothing. Too bad. I would never mug the sheep. Does the place all the solutions went have room for just one more, or will I enter the limestone pit full of what should have been. Its strange to think that sheep dogs, those that keep sheep safe, are nothing more than adapted wolves who we trust to lose their nature. Which of them have eaten sheep, and who is still on bread and water. Man once hunted by walking after things- just following till they died. I fear I have to walk over oceans to follow where my prey has gone.
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 9:02 PM UTC
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I want mindless violence, since I can't punch my problems like humanity used to. I have telephone calls and and red tape to cut just to find out that my problems have paid the solution to go vacation on an island or they would punch him to death in the way that I'm not allowed. I have been told that civilized takes the animals out of the jungle. It puts them in big buildings and it gives them better suits. I am nothing more than a wolf without sheep's clothing. Too bad. I would never mug the sheep. Does the place all the solutions went have room for just one more, or will I enter the limestone pit full of what should have been. Its strange to think that sheep dogs, those that keep sheep safe, are nothing more than adapted wolves who we trust to lose their nature. Which of them have eaten sheep, and who is still on bread and water. Man once hunted by walking after things- just following till they died. I fear I have to walk over oceans to follow where my prey has gone.
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 9:02 PM UTC
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