February 2012
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oh and that was pure coincidence. cool though.
My contest is only with myself, to do it right, with power, and force, and...
– Charles Bukowski
Nothing.
BACK TO OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING, OR IF...
yo. feelin myself…
Too much ass for you nigga too much asssss.
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Oh fuck.
Oh fuck you clouldn’t even understand what it is to touch a cold persons flesh, a dead body and then know you will never feel that person warm and alive again. the smell that would wreak out of them… you will never smell again. Open caskets should not be allowed.
-A
Meanwhile in NYC… People are screaming out of their windows for no real good reason other than “we” are now “World” Champions of “Football.”