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As long as it doesn't affect me; as long as it's not immediately relevant and something I have to immediately worry about; as long as it doesn't **** up my credit score or my shiny new house then, **** it. And **** you, for bringing it to my attention. how dare you. this was promised to me, it's predestined, my two-story, three bedroom, two bath; the foreign workmanship and american artifice; the creamy halo of vinyl in the sun; the wrath of windexed windows and their hard missiles of bright, reflected sunlight; the soft lips of my children; my wife's pillowy, warm stomach and scratchy ***** our retriever that eats his own **** picking apart tiny specks of feces from the sun-pricked tips of our rug of fescue; these are the works of God, this is the land of God. You are marring this flat earth
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Nov 21, 2011
Nov 21, 2011 at 10:21 PM UTC
The American Psyche
As long as it doesn't affect me; as long as it's not immediately relevant and something I have to immediately worry about; as long as it doesn't **** up my credit score or my shiny new house then, **** it. And **** you, for bringing it to my attention. how dare you. this was promised to me, it's predestined, my two-story, three bedroom, two bath; the foreign workmanship and american artifice; the creamy halo of vinyl in the sun; the wrath of windexed windows and their hard missiles of bright, reflected sunlight; the soft lips of my children; my wife's pillowy, warm stomach and scratchy ***** our retriever that eats his own **** picking apart tiny specks of feces from the sun-pricked tips of our rug of fescue; these are the works of God, this is the land of God. You are marring this flat earth
Waverly
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35/M/American
Nov 21, 2011
Nov 21, 2011 at 10:21 PM UTC
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