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The DescentWatching a morning show, with two female hosts, born into fame, born into pleasure. Their hearts are in the right place, but their heads are clouded with beauty. Their life is divine, their piss is gold. They seem completely removed from reality, their maturity limited to bras, their period and taxes which they inherited the money to pay for. The way they converse, I realize now, is not at all unlike the way schoolgirls converse, the way they joke with each other in the predatory halls of high school. This begs me to wonder, are these girls growing up to fast, or are those TV hosts simply too immature? Neither, both, it is difficult to decideThe Descent
Yes, you!
Thanks for the fav!
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Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
I have Aibohphobia.
(Fear of palindromes.)
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it's all fun and games until somone loses a nut
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Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
I have Aibohphobia.
(Fear of palindromes.)
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it's all fun and games until somone loses a nut
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If I am who I'm supposed to be, then there shall be no reason for me to look beyond myself to search for youself or I ~
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If I am who I'm supposed to be, then there shall be no reason for me to look beyond myself to search for youself or I ~
sorry i messed up last time
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If I am who I'm supposed to be, then there shall be no reason for me to look beyond myself to search for youself or I ~
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Beware yourself to awake the beast in your chest, so that it cannot burst, and tears yourself.
morituri te salutant!
LLLLAAAAMMMMAAAAAA
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If I am who I'm supposed to be, then there shall be no reason for me to look beyond myself to search for youself or I ~
PILLS HERE!
PILLS HERE!
GRRRAABBBING PILLS!
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If I am who I'm supposed to be, then there shall be no reason for me to look beyond myself to search for youself or I ~
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