i''m not kidding the only thing that is haulting the urge to blow my head off is no gun or bulltets, i would definetlyely want a .38 special revolver to do it with and have ason to leave it to. just liek, in pulp fiction wh en the boy inherits trhe3 mnedal from that dudes ass. letetter s are meaning less to me now, spellling like hte age of my brain dead
bye fuck bye byeyeye
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