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i wish there was like mom yelp where little old ladies and teachers and retail employees could give me five star reviews so my mom can see how polite and well mannered i am. old women fucking love me bro they be sneakin me hard candies calling me a nice young man and shit. they want me to be their grandson so bad.

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there’s something so desperately miserable about the lyric “buy me some peanuts and cracker jack / i don’t care if i never come back”

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the years have made me weird and strange to talk to. but still i must post

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can you paypal me one ancient rusting coin

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"are u busy rn?" yes i'm listening to music

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けいおんです

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臼野太郎の絵　一番上だけアクリルとデジタル加筆　下二つは油絵

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Have you guys seen the golden cow its pretty cool. probably even cooler than God

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at my evil school for lunch everyday i had to eat a sausage casing filled with rocks & everyone had to wear a school uniform that was like a sad mime & all the school lessons decried individuality & creativity in really explicit on the nose ways & the school was in a drab seaside city where the only two businesses in town were a fish cannery & an ammunition factory & thats where everyone worked except for the school & the school was at the top of a cliff rock spire thing that was scary to drive up & the weather in the town was always overcast & when you would drive up the scary spire there’d be lightning behind the school & the teacher was a one hundred twenty year old woman named ms. snotwald who would smack the kids hands with rulers if they breathed audibly & all the balls at recess were deflated also at breakfast you had to eat your cereal dry cause if you ever tried to pour your carton of milk on it (the cereal didnt come with its own milk) the milk would shlelch out as a cube of spoiled milk & spulsh onto your cereal, additionally: an hp lovecraft fish monster lived in the toilet in the furthest stall + the only music in town was throbbing gristle playing maggot death at rat club

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my whole body hurts + i had twisted dreams of darkness last night

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Audrey Bialke (American, 1991) - Deep Murmurs Through Time (2023)