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I sold my soul to the credit companies and their lecherous mangled paws. Now I'm knee deep and brown water. Thanks Go for inflatable clouds. My lady's face when she see's black people playing guitar and singing folk music. My legs hurt. I have to be at work in 8 hours. My anxiety is going through the roof and I think my head is going to esplode. So I've been absorbed in fantasy land 24/7. Undead Warlocking the shits out shits. Now I'm going to ends this just like Eyes Wide Shut...
Fuck!
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