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[nonsensehymn]

for those of you that have some kind of fucking fantasy and facade with this, i'd just like ot let you know these are for me, and everything that you breath about, that has anything to deal with this, kills me with humour, you fucking piece of shit, i'd really love it if you'd tell me who you were, this going to the one who left the so called high stakes "comment," that way i could murder your fucking face, even if i do trust you and you are my friend you're a fucking asshole who's only purpose in life is probably to criticize others while getting a raging boner, even if you are a female, which you probably are, so just fuck off and don't read if it gives you a fucking hernia in your ass, you fucking whore, i'm not trying to get published for using this as an outlet.

i swear that i just heard a few birds chirp, and that sequels are just closure, and people seem more interested when there's a bit of anxiety involved. prequels are just lame excuses. and im putting this song on repeat, it's got a great rhythm.
i haven't had too many chances to sleep, and if i did i was dreaming about debbie harry. the time was filled with haunted psych wards and getting kicked out of your local grocer's store. and the other half--of my personal shit i meant to impose--is spread out in my friends cars, but at least they're somewhat dependable. thanks for a nice spring break, i can't wait to go back and accompany my beloved morons.›