Every evening I died and every evening I was born again.....ready to cry this was my vacation.... she does not have testicular cancer...sickle cell circle......the big tourist...I felt nothing.....open our heart chakras.... I hadn't slept in four days....and you never really awake..... like Meryl Streep's Skeleton, like you made itsmile and wlak aroudn the room......so close to the end and I just want to get laid.....entrance of you cave...if I did have tumor I would name it Marla........only if you could stop tongueing it......Now find you power animal.......slide.....pick someone special...... hey.......we need to talk.......your not talking....Silvia Plath.....your a tourist.....melanoma.....testicular cancer.....I'll expose you....let yourself cry......free coffee......when people think your dying they really listen to you....completly...addiction....... I tell you.....you take Lymphoma and Tuberculosis,......am I ........blood parasite......organic brain dementia......what are you sellng those? The girl had done her homework....how this for not making a big thing? -DARK
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