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ITS EITHER : i am a self centered ***** or they are too good at pitch i am going crazy in this sinking ship or they are seemingly decent lunatics i am unable to convey whatever i say or they lack comprehension , message delay. ITS EITHER SOLO TIPTOE OR PUBLIC TALK SHOW CAN'T BE BOTH, IS IT THOUGH? PERHAPS, IT COULD BE EITHER OR BOTH PREVIOUS IS SOMETHING  I  LOATHE BUT LATTER NEGATE POSSIBLE OUTGROWTH. so i glued myself dreading the worst with unwilling nerve to scratch the crust this mystery could be blessing or curse. this constant feeling of  inevitable doom consumes me but they know, i assume. so here i am In this pickled fiasco staying afloat. with toneless stern face they gloat. they talk tall and taller i feel small and smaller.
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 6:17 PM UTC
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ITS EITHER : i am a self centered ***** or they are too good at pitch i am going crazy in this sinking ship or they are seemingly decent lunatics i am unable to convey whatever i say or they lack comprehension , message delay. ITS EITHER SOLO TIPTOE OR PUBLIC TALK SHOW CAN'T BE BOTH, IS IT THOUGH? PERHAPS, IT COULD BE EITHER OR BOTH PREVIOUS IS SOMETHING  I  LOATHE BUT LATTER NEGATE POSSIBLE OUTGROWTH. so i glued myself dreading the worst with unwilling nerve to scratch the crust this mystery could be blessing or curse. this constant feeling of  inevitable doom consumes me but they know, i assume. so here i am In this pickled fiasco staying afloat. with toneless stern face they gloat. they talk tall and taller i feel small and smaller.
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 6:17 PM UTC
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