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I'm drunk, still drunk from last night and im not planning on sleeping any, well maybe during some shitty bands at the park. Nothing gives me more leasure than to fall asleep amidst a bunch of noise kids that think they are listening to some harsh shit. then im gonna get drunk, talk american history and anti-american policy in the middle east and south america. fireworks...not really, maybe shotguns and pistols, yes, guns are always a fair decision when basking in the glories of this nations freedoms.
I have a way, a plan, a time, the road, gimmick, foley, and action potential. you fuck, leave it alone with the space, center, divine, lonely and calm.
When i wake up from this day I' will turn my home black, ill burn my life and listen to the osmonds while doing so.
basically, shit and excuses thats the plan, maybe sex but im not concerned, its become all to silly as of late. they sent me here, with gloating chasms of diservice.
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