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all i want to be in life is a bit of colonel tavington; i executed loosing my mother tongue and when i gripped the new diacritic i earned a famous colonial greed, even though i was lied to, because polish diacritic was there in ś while english was yorkshire nudist blank slacked so i had to go back to augustus looking over my shoulder utilising the d but not the ∂ like chiseling a v for a u in marble to question the existence of parabolas easier. i mean, i like that arrogant frown and i’ll admit it unabashed into liking it, i want that ******* twinning to pop that corn into popcorn for goo awe ah of the cinema goers. i can be silent throughout the day, but at night i lose the lazy drunk and soak the soap in carbonated and bubble the words out: vengeance! thrill the jaw to munch on un-edible edibles! crack the bone **** the marrow! all i want to be in life is a bit of colonel tavington, very few sentiments for being loved and loved in private, loved i can handle but only in the public domain as prime antagonist.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 8:03 AM UTC
colonel tavington
all i want to be in life is a bit of colonel tavington; i executed loosing my mother tongue and when i gripped the new diacritic i earned a famous colonial greed, even though i was lied to, because polish diacritic was there in ś while english was yorkshire nudist blank slacked so i had to go back to augustus looking over my shoulder utilising the d but not the ∂ like chiseling a v for a u in marble to question the existence of parabolas easier. i mean, i like that arrogant frown and i’ll admit it unabashed into liking it, i want that ******* twinning to pop that corn into popcorn for goo awe ah of the cinema goers. i can be silent throughout the day, but at night i lose the lazy drunk and soak the soap in carbonated and bubble the words out: vengeance! thrill the jaw to munch on un-edible edibles! crack the bone **** the marrow! all i want to be in life is a bit of colonel tavington, very few sentiments for being loved and loved in private, loved i can handle but only in the public domain as prime antagonist.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 8:03 AM UTC
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