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Got a problem? I can make thousands millions all up in the ceiling mosaic tiles blue and gold holding down the albums memories so soft and sweet buttercream to wisdom teeth picking out the files with an ax and you can ask any fella on the street what he thinks he'll say he doesn't, we're honest by nature nomenclature soggy, **** sapiens forever loving bones and gorillas never feel ya quite the same as that time in the attic with the static in our brains it was insane the way we thought our thoughts touched touches with more would have scored had it not been for the spiders- frisky little things squashed em long ago and that's why they don't have wings, unnecessary condition apparitions to trife made a foxy wolf lick his chops take Peggy for a wife.
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Sep 8, 2012
Sep 8, 2012 at 5:33 PM UTC
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Got a problem? I can make thousands millions all up in the ceiling mosaic tiles blue and gold holding down the albums memories so soft and sweet buttercream to wisdom teeth picking out the files with an ax and you can ask any fella on the street what he thinks he'll say he doesn't, we're honest by nature nomenclature soggy, **** sapiens forever loving bones and gorillas never feel ya quite the same as that time in the attic with the static in our brains it was insane the way we thought our thoughts touched touches with more would have scored had it not been for the spiders- frisky little things squashed em long ago and that's why they don't have wings, unnecessary condition apparitions to trife made a foxy wolf lick his chops take Peggy for a wife.
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matalie-niller
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Sep 8, 2012
Sep 8, 2012 at 5:33 PM UTC
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