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[okmabyonce]

What am i to believe? Is there a reality to run from or run to? The scorched brain in this hollow hole of madness can not seem to communicate with the legs of a table. Why is everything so tense? The only thing I have now to worry of is not messing up the next 2 years with too many blunders of depraved human flesh. To keep all away from myself for

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[__mermaid__]

What?

[okmabyonce]

lots-o-typos in there haha