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i'm babysitting on a saturday night.
jesus fuck.
there's not even any good liquor in for when sean goes to sleep finally.
they can't even use proper grammar.. ugh indeed!
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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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