Boat-Sluts And Buzzcuts
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Boat-Sluts And Buzzcuts
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you played the games. you did your best. you're dying for some fucking rest, you failed every last fucking test. i guess life's just not fair. could it be that you're so blind you just can't fucking see, the waste of time you call a life could never work for me. the speeches on camaraderie, the last thing that i fucking need. sometimes it's just too much for me. i just don't fucking care.
i pray for it to fucking end. i wave goodbye. i make new friends. i stand in lines that never end. i fucking disappear. the lessons in humility, i'll take it all it's fucking free. i guess you own what's left of me. that's why i'm fucking here.
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