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oh man. i found that ball tonight that my aunt vera had for her dog she threatened to shove up sean's ass and lol'd for twenty minutes straight. he called me tonight talking about the (literally) 12 games he's gotten since last wednesday. christ.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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