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| quote: | Originally posted by butterfly
me too... but i never have to go back!!!!
they say that work is more restricting that school, but they lie. my life has gotten so much easier without classes. and now i have money to blow on clubs. |
u lucky.
at least i have a mother nearby to go make me sandwiches an' shit.
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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.
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