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*i'm writing on a white page, i'm punching defeat, so why would an idiot invite himself to be defeated with me in order to censor me and not allow me to write of my defeat? who would write over defeat a victory? a polish woman attempting being multi-cultural over a polish-man with overt political correctness invoked like a virus to no one's use - globalisation paved the way for ethnic self-loathing, never protected by bilingual transactions of the same body kept asking the same mirror: mirror mirror on the wall... are those big black athletes of the n.f.l. / n.b.a. etc. the same idiots that were caught by the slave traders?! **** me, that's about as much ***** as is worth killing off victorian sensibilities.* your mr.                         *** street name                       your name ,the town                       you get to name the county                       then get to post code extra and all you get is a taste in music (https://goo.gl/U5hJJ8) while the pagans say: i rather end my life abbreviated with pleasures that extended with christian miseries for a sainthood. never underestimate the irish violins in pop just because they were never the welcome medleys in schubert; just because the irish took to **** down the pole's throat, ha, as said ha i said ha and took the irish to the welcomed leash. wrong crew... i think you were asking about your colonial fathers... instead you were asking about your brothers being oppressed by the two empires... but then again you were pseudo-irish... integrated into english society well enough to earn a matrimony with oxford ***** hardly a belfast in you to say anything except attempting a fake californian fruit cake colony on foreign soil as a claim of your own, something or other / fruit salad, freedom to breathe became your oppression of dogmatic vocabulary as anything said had to conform to grammar without any grammar actually learned.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
punch up punchline / my turn
*i'm writing on a white page, i'm punching defeat, so why would an idiot invite himself to be defeated with me in order to censor me and not allow me to write of my defeat? who would write over defeat a victory? a polish woman attempting being multi-cultural over a polish-man with overt political correctness invoked like a virus to no one's use - globalisation paved the way for ethnic self-loathing, never protected by bilingual transactions of the same body kept asking the same mirror: mirror mirror on the wall... are those big black athletes of the n.f.l. / n.b.a. etc. the same idiots that were caught by the slave traders?! **** me, that's about as much ***** as is worth killing off victorian sensibilities.* your mr.                         *** street name                       your name ,the town                       you get to name the county                       then get to post code extra and all you get is a taste in music (https://goo.gl/U5hJJ8) while the pagans say: i rather end my life abbreviated with pleasures that extended with christian miseries for a sainthood. never underestimate the irish violins in pop just because they were never the welcome medleys in schubert; just because the irish took to **** down the pole's throat, ha, as said ha i said ha and took the irish to the welcomed leash. wrong crew... i think you were asking about your colonial fathers... instead you were asking about your brothers being oppressed by the two empires... but then again you were pseudo-irish... integrated into english society well enough to earn a matrimony with oxford ***** hardly a belfast in you to say anything except attempting a fake californian fruit cake colony on foreign soil as a claim of your own, something or other / fruit salad, freedom to breathe became your oppression of dogmatic vocabulary as anything said had to conform to grammar without any grammar actually learned.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
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