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EXACTLY.
It's like when you're walking your dog, and then you have a pickle. It never rains up, you know? Like if you decide to throw hammers at tress, you should remember to floss the night before. I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to laugh in God's face if only she had a bag of potato chips or some bacon. because when its false its false and you cant always tell win or loose stay or go fite or flyte bean or bag your name is now JBKlyde. fishially.
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There's a Shadow just behind me. Shrouding every step I take. Making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. _tool
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