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no interest in you or your hands on my throat and i don't want your *** its coming clear to me now though: everything's just ****** i want to take pills but not the ones prescribed to me You can rot in hell i'll probably see you there everything's **** and im tired of the culture im sick of expecting to be used and if im gonna get ****** i should at least get paid for it
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC
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no interest in you or your hands on my throat and i don't want your *** its coming clear to me now though: everything's just ****** i want to take pills but not the ones prescribed to me You can rot in hell i'll probably see you there everything's **** and im tired of the culture im sick of expecting to be used and if im gonna get ****** i should at least get paid for it
me complaining hahha.,a,9th entry of BURN
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Jul 18, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC
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