OH MY GOD! Who are you? What happened to you when you were a child?
It is part of an artwork. I leave them things so they can keep a part of me. They can know me through my discreetly placed DNA. This is not just tom foolery. This is my work.
Whatever you say... I don't believe your justifications. I can't imagine that you are trying to pop your zits for posterity. I wish i could smack you.
I wish i could pick you like a zit and make you dissapear. YOu deserve it.
Soccer Mom. All I can say is thanks? People are cruel. I wish you rainbow energies. (that is the best kind)
YOU are right. They smell like flowers and alcohol. I am a mountain man. I smell like a goat.
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OH MY GOD! Who are you? What happened to you when you were a child?
It is part of an artwork. I leave them things so they can keep a part of me. They can know me through my discreetly placed DNA. This is not just tom foolery. This is my work.
Whatever you say... I don't believe your justifications. I can't imagine that you are trying to pop your zits for posterity. I wish i could smack you.
I wish i could pick you like a zit and make you dissapear. YOu deserve it.
Soccer Mom. All I can say is thanks? People are cruel. I wish you rainbow energies. (that is the best kind)
YOU are right. They smell like flowers and alcohol. I am a mountain man. I smell like a goat.
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