One it's cold out,
and two i've slept at seven
oh, three, how are you? - scary smile
and friends
one fake nose job, for me
and ouch,
also for me.
twenty two days later and my lifes here,
i mean, yeah.
Not better, just here. Not here either, just a little clearer,
Like cold winter,
and Kanye, sings
Oh and my nose, it's also here.
FINALS, but not the f*cked up kind.
I sure do hope my brain fluid doesn't come out of my skull,
because that wouldn't be very cool much. hi
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