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*children the happy idiots, secondary children doubly idiotic thinking of love idealising via Darwinism, must be a toast... well surrender you and i, i'd too be ably nimble, but i got Mandela on my back quacking: you?! what the **** yeah, they said till the field and laugh and pretend. brain dead you ***** BRAIN... DEAD! they didn't hear you, they're english, try Celtic.. Brie anomaly of Normandy... nothing... what about egyptian? sha shoo shisha collar coo coo? hey... that works, lets give the flapping owl a cuneiform signature worth a sunset!* love it, slightly drunk, got a bottle of whiskey ready, cried listening to a horror film soundtrack, got over 200 reads on a poem of mine, got hooked on a pope song from the early millennials, when i was a teen hammering leftover refrigerators on the sly with a tourist as a party was taking place, and the un-lived the happily ever after with the suicide of the Grimm brothers for subsequent pressures that demanded attentive dissatisfaction marginalised into concrete paragraphs sentenced for a grade for a furthering from schooled to schooling.
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
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*children the happy idiots, secondary children doubly idiotic thinking of love idealising via Darwinism, must be a toast... well surrender you and i, i'd too be ably nimble, but i got Mandela on my back quacking: you?! what the **** yeah, they said till the field and laugh and pretend. brain dead you ***** BRAIN... DEAD! they didn't hear you, they're english, try Celtic.. Brie anomaly of Normandy... nothing... what about egyptian? sha shoo shisha collar coo coo? hey... that works, lets give the flapping owl a cuneiform signature worth a sunset!* love it, slightly drunk, got a bottle of whiskey ready, cried listening to a horror film soundtrack, got over 200 reads on a poem of mine, got hooked on a pope song from the early millennials, when i was a teen hammering leftover refrigerators on the sly with a tourist as a party was taking place, and the un-lived the happily ever after with the suicide of the Grimm brothers for subsequent pressures that demanded attentive dissatisfaction marginalised into concrete paragraphs sentenced for a grade for a furthering from schooled to schooling.
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Feb 28, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
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