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obscenitiesletsallbegrownups things are repeating already... have i forgotten that they always do... what am i? I am jumping from topic to topic, but that point is worthless and regardless of jumping from point to point to point is that the new point is... is... I must be a student...
I must sit in the back row... maybe I used to sit in the corner, ... sat down back to their eyes, there, in an unfair chair (no longer existent in that form that it once possessed)... I sat there until the sun set on the other side, or something poetic (it seemed necessary to retain (? ) the reader's eyes, the reader's attention) ) , , , , I sat in that chair until I grew older, until I colored my brain's blood vessels withing my cerebellum, ... until big words (as these words simply are) came to describe everything that people did not want to deal with it... it seems we never change...
the signs become less prevalent or more prevalent... I think I wish to be reborn, ... but I would probably take the same form I tried to squeeze out a few more milliliters of joy (by god, my god, I am a perverted sole, a sad creature)... raccoons stopped by the basement window to shake their heads... I stood in amazement that the raccoons understood...
then irritated, i thought the raccoons had no idea of the circumstances, I tried to shoo them away but I was more afraid of them than they were of me... I was going to title this there is not enough time... due to the lack of time for work, addiction, dealing with addiction, happiness, etc... ] and... fuck... I relapsed... I was not forgetting to tell you but I was avoiding it...
fuc fuck fuck fuck full... there is no after - effect emotion so pure in its substance (it is one definite palpable feeling) and so evil in its nature... iamaddictedtomasturbation... , , , ... fuck. , I must be an immature student still recovering from a lack of sexual exploration...
fuck dammit... galleys. nasty dollars... drag the others down to hell... or something... I apologize, , . , ...
I regret... I want to be reincarnated, but by then it may be too late... how can I end... for there is that english paper lying in a space, waiting to be retrieved and printed... I should restate the title of my essay, , ... with saying something clever with it...
fuck, the perverted soul, fuck the perverted soul, the soul perverted, the fuck soul, the pervert of soul, the absence of fuck drew the soul to perversion...
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