scalpel down to the bone no it don't hurt but i am bleeding stitch it up with your loose heart string alcohol antiseptic but the scar breathes makes a prominent reminder every time i move my hand...
popsicles and nicotine are all i need. running around smelling of grass and dirt makes me happy. i am a twelve year old who just happens to have a license and ready alcohol.
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fe-nom-in-al!
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