another day, of my denoument-esqueqious life.
lost my lunch card
lost my ipod
lost my credibility
lost my faith in myself
and my city
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well i didnt lose my credibility yet, but once people find out this all.
oh my god, it'd be like the time riley threw that fucking foot ball at my head, when i was turned around, and i was already runing a 100 degree fever, and could barely stand, i felt like Dave England or some shit
yeah
so blast away fella's
"the cream always rises to the top, and im about to cover your face with my cream"
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cummedeyegha
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