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It's the wastland of madmen, the preface of menace. Somebody tells me it's bullshit is infinite, but so there as is everywhere. A vortex of the cortex, a swimming pool oracle of boredom. Matching coffee stains and brain, wasted food taste test idle wild. No not the internet, it is itenerate for deliquent's late fees charging on. Hard to say what it's not over an entire coffee pot. Sez Suay TJ's.
I'm moving back into uncharted territory - sorry if you aren't on that path already. I could care less what anyone else would like me to do, so what can you do for me? Get over yourself, because I have to get into myself. Time to find out again what's been missing.
I'm moving back into uncharted territory - sorry if you aren't on that path already. I could care less what anyone else would like me to do, so what can you do for me? Get over yourself, because I have to get into myself. Time to find out again what's been missing.