

CreepyI think I will go home and mull this over before I go and shove this down my throat Long last it's crashed its collosal massCreepy
and broken up into tiny pieces in your moat I let the matches hit the floor. It's so old and chilling cold because it's all you know quit being happy for your own philosophy as we stroke our dark skin because your dead again to hide from the icey eyes that contain all reason
Hold your glass up, hold it in, never trade it in for all the ways you've known it is You're the only one you've known
that you've needed to keep you y
You know Timon was the asshander, and I'm not gone yet. I am the Assman, and I WILL make you post something else... I'll make something you can post. Hahaha... ah, I make myself laugh sometimes.
Much luv Sidd.
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