Fucking mask off
Them things we feel.
you know what happens if this happens
chasing or chased
never nod
ain’t no fucking way
fucking phones
J’aurai préféré m’prendre une portière
Putain d’weekend
it’s all gonna be alright, right ?
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quencsncoese alecened
nothing’s in order
don’t ever listen to the devil however tired you are.
How that is. the poem is written, in my mind that is, already and under approval, lf the current future situation. Why not even write it already, who care anyway.
what was done cannot be undone.the biggest fear is always near
very near
Represent.
fuckin everything was fine, until
Kindness,Exhaustion.
whatever idc,
As long as I let xxxxxx the xxxx xxxx to the xxxxx xxxxx. Whatever hell is can’t be worse than what we brought on this floating rock.
all that for nothing, i wish i never got them back.
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