an F again.
big whoop.
and i'm supposed to pass this?
fuck.
i feel the second-rate review and mediocre luvin' in my guts flowing out o' my pores and burning my skin like stomach acid on corndog bits.
not soothing. painful.
not funny. disgusting.
fuck.
hit me again. with a bat this time. maybe then i'll feel it.
sucks.
oogtsshh oogtsshh oogtsshh
oogtsshh oogtsshh oogtsshh
oogtsshh oogtsshh oogtsshh
sooner or later it all comes crashing down. crashing down.
sniff.
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