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Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
More in Dregs & Other Unreadables mad mad lovei broke off all the thorns from the rose bush in the trellis your dad put up last year and stuck them into my forearms until I looked like some happy reminiscing to the good old days of torture chambers and the spanish inquisition How I miss suffering for you. If only Buddah would help me find that path again but no, down that path there's only nirvana |
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