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| These are random. |


Untitled SoC 01I light this morning's cigarette break in my palms gonnaUntitled SoC 01
one day kick this lip-bitten memory of home and fast food junkie hipster pop- cultivated mainstreamofconciousness feeling I get when I see
her teeth glint through a frown her gown reminds me of the town I used to live in full of ants and faceless lies to my ignorant eyes of how a culture swabs its filthy four-dollar shot glass panic attacks on the war on crime being a state of mind-numbing back-pat patrolmen looking to cash-in their druggie friend next-door to the cave of
| Habitat for new vanity. |

i assume you already listen to flying lotus? perhaps my favorite artist.
if you haven't, check out mount kimbie. [link]
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A picture, like a human, will speak a thousand words, and never say a goddamn thing.
A humourous reality show where Gordon Ramsay runs a kitchen onboard a 747!
If you get kicked off you better pray that's a parachute and not a baking tray!
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HAPPY BLUE DEMON LOVE ALL OF ARTS!!!!!!!!!
and always there is at least one lol to be had.
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HAPPY BLUE DEMON LOVE ALL OF ARTS!!!!!!!!!
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This never happened. It will shock you how much it never happened.
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This never happened. It will shock you how much it never happened.
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'They don't sleep anymore on the beach.'
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Two guys are driving to work when one asks the other if he talks to his wife after sex.
"Yes," replies the guy. "If I can find the phone."
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Two guys are driving to work when one asks the other if he talks to his wife after sex.
"Yes," replies the guy. "If I can find the phone."
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This never happened. It will shock you how much it never happened.
What else can you show me, O wise one?
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
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'They don't sleep anymore on the beach.'
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