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haha. beat them up. you and said girl could connect. those are just the worst, when they make a mess. i hate cleaning up after people in the band room that just crumble up music and leave it on the floor. and i also loathe the assholes that never put mallets back where they should go.
we have.. six or seven at lunch, depending on the day.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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