There were days when i am forgetful. I am today.
A plate of sliced raw fish. Like how they looked. Didn't like how they tasted. Like the fact that i tried them.
Die with an unfinished packet of cancer
Killed my ears with hiphop dynamite i lit voluntarily
I really wanted to blog about Degen and post my gramma's recently exhumed skull and bones pictures.
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