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Tomorrow you leave, so soon! too soon? months of laying on couches ahead. "Tell me about your childhood" "How did that make you feel" You're always quick to take blame, when it should be at the feet of the gameplayers, the nay-sayers the ones that trickle poison, trawling their filthy twitching nets in the hope of catching a morsel to feed their burgeoning egos. While they frig in hateful darkness happily inflated by another ruined soul.
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
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Tomorrow you leave, so soon! too soon? months of laying on couches ahead. "Tell me about your childhood" "How did that make you feel" You're always quick to take blame, when it should be at the feet of the gameplayers, the nay-sayers the ones that trickle poison, trawling their filthy twitching nets in the hope of catching a morsel to feed their burgeoning egos. While they frig in hateful darkness happily inflated by another ruined soul.
Signs are good update 2
ryan-jakes
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
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