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This Month, Day 10
I am the last person you can call. don't even know how we've met somehow. all begin must lead us into an end. I'll finish this shit this month, day ten.
Music Is My Hot Hot Sex
From all the drugs the one I like more is music. From all the junks the one I need more is music. From all the boys the one I take home is music. From all the ladies the one I kiss is music.
Meeting Paris Hilton
I, I went to the beach. The bitch was so hot. She came to me and said. Do you like the beach, bitch?. . I said back. I wanna take you home, bitch. 'Cos I wanna treat you good, bitch.
Let's Make Love And Listen To Death From Above
Callin' me high on the telephone. Came by plane all alone. Spend the afternoon making a speech. Speech made you nervous that you couldn't eat. . You came to show your mad love.
Css Suxxx
C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks. C S S sucks.
Artbitch
My art is called egocentric soft porno. Or maybe it's just narcisism. My one and only subject. Goes from something like anything but. Me ism. . Wouldn't it be easier for Beardsley.
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