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if there ever comes a day where i am no longer my own you don’t have to **** me for i will already be dead and gone if there ever comes a time where my thoughts aren’t mine and my manners are set standards i will be sold away like canned dirt
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Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 7:16 PM UTC
death
if there ever comes a day where i am no longer my own you don’t have to **** me for i will already be dead and gone if there ever comes a time where my thoughts aren’t mine and my manners are set standards i will be sold away like canned dirt
realize you’re a slave to your mind
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Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 7:16 PM UTC
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