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| quote: | Originally posted by Aristronica
Loser of the year me -
lost my girlfriend after 10 1/2 months
lost $ 2000 to the bank
lost $ 500 to the cell phone company
quit school flew out to SF for 2 months to start my career just to have the club close down and had to beg for my school to take me back next semester
don't even know if i can come back because up to my neck in debts and can't get loan
so yeah... how's everyone else doing |
bah, social troubles only.
and spec, it shows how much of an asshole you are when this thread hasnt been closed and no one has disagreed with me. bhahahahahahahaha.
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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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