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Jelly dry as ******* ice Mice Like evils mice they bite Up my arms Like charms And Breyer ducking **** why the ugh can't you ******* get up The thought of your thoughts is drought Me so The inside of my chest is better than the explanation of the Rest of the messages I sent Why can't you get up Sorry not sorry for the mice. Sorry not sorry for the ignorant would worry but too lazy But too dumb But too numb But too ******* fed up With your mothers hazy eyes and c cups Why don't you ******* get up Instead of ******* ******* up I hate the ******* thought if that You know ******* who I'm yelling at
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:30 PM UTC
Cuss. Are you cussing at me?
Jelly dry as ******* ice Mice Like evils mice they bite Up my arms Like charms And Breyer ducking **** why the ugh can't you ******* get up The thought of your thoughts is drought Me so The inside of my chest is better than the explanation of the Rest of the messages I sent Why can't you get up Sorry not sorry for the mice. Sorry not sorry for the ignorant would worry but too lazy But too dumb But too numb But too ******* fed up With your mothers hazy eyes and c cups Why don't you ******* get up Instead of ******* ******* up I hate the ******* thought if that You know ******* who I'm yelling at
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eleanor-2
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:30 PM UTC
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