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Air conditioners and taxis and fake smiles, Drinking and smoking and everything vile, An entourage, photographers and this world senile, Its all so plastic, everyone so greedy, needy and futile, I feel like the only sane degenerate, trying to make life worthwhile.
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
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Air conditioners and taxis and fake smiles, Drinking and smoking and everything vile, An entourage, photographers and this world senile, Its all so plastic, everyone so greedy, needy and futile, I feel like the only sane degenerate, trying to make life worthwhile.
ankit-j-chheda
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28/M/Indian
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
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