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All of which is now irrelevant.

When i'm bothered I spill my guts at will the physical affects the effect of the dream that I have. I am tired and I can't bee arsed with this arse."What you say?"Yeah its true that it changes, game plan ranges bit by bit. Lets try this, see if we can fuck over this bitch.Its a shame its a shame that this bitch is who?"You know who"Its the same. Impatience takes the piss, I didn't even want this kiss and I'm looking forward to the mist of the aftermath. Thinking clear sipping my third beer.Good day,good day,good game,shit name..

◄ Yawn

It's all lies ►

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