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1.4.13
I said goddamn.
Well, shit. Goddamn. I just don't know if this is the end.
Have I grown tired of this? Have the cons finally outweighed the pros? Can I no longer deal with your ineptitudes? Maybe I am sick of being one of the only thoughtful people I know. Or maybe I'm tired of not having sex. Maybe I'm just tired of you; or me. Tired of being bored. Bored of being tired.
I wasn't expecting any of this.
I said goddamn.
whispered by killa b at 1:15 AM |
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