after all
after all this time here we are still havnt changed at all since the last time we were here haunted by the thought I disappeared tbut to scared to care so I say a prayer hail the creator of human nature washing down the sidewalk causing a flood of despair. never talk to the lord again. unless your the reverend I like to pretend your my friend it's not coming to an end
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