young cunts with their conversations, keeping me uptight with skinny clothes. i’ll be fucked if you’re becoming one of those. "but i will work this out" i said. "i will fix my head, you just haven't met me yet". i'm fine with the conversation style, yes i am and you can handle far more chemicals than i can. babe, i understand why you take another man, i just hate to see you down. what if i admit to you that i have never felt so scared? young cunts with their conversations, keeping me uptight with skinny clothes. i'll be fucked if we're becoming some of those and i'll take off your dress, but your best friend looks like death. they say that the undertaker is watching me.
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