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I am very frustrated with my brain's insistence that Friday night was so monumental. The place was packed. Inadvertently separated now old friends were unexpectedly everywhere. The devil inside you feeds off of stimulation. The bad hip-hop wouldn't...go....away... You had a bit of whiskey. Some blonde dude scared you. RARRR! Like that.
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i'm about to be a real person for a week but you're o n my mind
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