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| Hopeless, desparation. An ocean. A vast ocean of rocks. | |
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| I would trade them all for a morning bonghit, or a bit love.. | |
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| To whom it may concern, which is noone. I have shuffled off this mortal coil, and left the stage to the better actors. | |
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| Is it worth the trouble, or should I just stick around to annoy the rest of the castmembers? | |
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| Fuck it. I'll just live in my can and think about it for a really long time. Maybe if I'm lucky a hooker with throw some DNA encrusted panties on me. | |
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| If you're not going to use them, give 'em to me. | |
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