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Unclefather: Wasted

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Astonishingly: Buffering More Like Suffering

Slomps: Is Your Name Volume Because I Wish You’d Turn The Fuck Down

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Chaos Controlled

Imperfect Perfections Allow Existence

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Its Not Like I Don’t Appreciate The Fact That My Mom Is Giving Me A Place To Call Home, Having Enough Food For Three Meals A Day, Having Plenty Of Water, A Bed, Etc, But No Matter What, I Get So Stressed Out Just Even Being Here When Everyone Else Is

Rexuality: Omg. So I Was Walking Back To My Apartment And I Heard Some Footsteps And I Turned Around And There Was This Guy Running Straight For Me. I Started Panicking Thinking He Wanted To Wear My Skin As A Dress. He Gets Closer And Sees Me, Looking

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