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[19 Jul 2005|09:24pm] |
One of these days I'm going to stop mind-fucking people.
I just don't know when.
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[26 Jan 2004|08:48am] |
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Underworld - 8 Ball |
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I'm going to start posting in this thing. Don't look at me like that. I am. I don't know why the hell I haven't. Up until now, that is.
Maybe I'm just lazy.
Yes. By God, I think we have a winner.
Today. Today. I saw a man. Today. I saw a man using an empty whisky flask As a walkie-talkie. Today. Today. I saw a man. Today. I saw a man with flaming 8-ball tattooed on his arm. Today.
Today. Today. I saw a man. Today. I saw a man using an empty whisky flask As a walkie-talkie.
Today I met a man who threw his arms around me. And they're giving. And they're giving. And they're giving. Today. And they're giving. And they're giving. Today. And they're giving. And they're giving. And they're giving. And they're giving. And they're giving. And they're giving. Today. And they're giving. And they're giving. Today. And they're giving. And they're giving. And they're giving. And they're giving. Today. Today. Today. Today. We laughed. We laughed. For a few seconds. That great stuff. That great stuff. That stuff. That stuff makes me feel. Feel. Feeeeeeeel. Feeeeeeeel. Haaaaappyyyyy.
!Darky
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