tospiteyourface

we turn like gears and wind down. we're buildings of books that burn to the ground. just ask.

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going nowhere.

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well, that was pointless.

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that there, that's not me.

[humortrain]

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do you ever wonder if you're coming in for a landing?

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every time, just like the last. on her ship, tied to the mast. to distant lands, takes both my hands. never a frown with golden brown.

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see, there's your problem: your ideal girl is you. with tits.

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red solo cup, i fill you up. let's have a party. red solo cup, i lift you up. proceed to party.

[dvdp]

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... and in other news, the iss flushes its largest load on record thusfar.

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hey, look, it isn't personal. i just don't think you'd work out in a zombie apocalypse situation.

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ph'nglui mglw'nafh cthulhu r'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.

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merde.

[bruisedbukowski]

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who asked you to sit down? my feet. snappy comebacks. i like that. one of my many imaginary talents.

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nobody's got a mortgage on my soul. i own it, free and clear. i'm not going to apologize for my life. didn't ask you to. i'm happy with the way things are. glad to hear it. you've got to look ahead. you can't drag around the past, there's nothing you can do about it. sounds like you've got a real good grip on things.