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just shat out a bullet proof essay on John. F. Kennedy

i stare at you as you read my paper.

you better read all that because it took me a 30 minutes to illistrate and write you white millennial, penis and testicle owner

well drizzle me with gasoline and set me on fire because the was LIT

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THERE ARE SO MANY FUCING BOOKS I WANT TO READ ALL OF THEM TWE IGRIU UIuh suhoEUI AGUITEUE RUH O I"NT SO ANGRY AFAUHIGRWHUIFEUHVGIuhfuhHUOQHUOEUIQ GYGIgg FUCK EVERYTHING FUCK MY LIEK uai HRUEG AOHIGUI SHUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUW R(*Q&YTEEGIYuig

i'm so silly

i'm going to threaten you /neg

i drew my dog

which one of them sent you

let the crack cocaine rain from the heavens fuck the government

i lick the flame

i taste the ash

salt in wounds

pain in ass

as the tears of the angels fall, i stay inside. i am no deity, though i cry in union with the gods.

my hands are red.

my soul is grey.

i mourn a thread

another day.

let the crack cocaine rain from the heavens fuck the government

as i sip my tea, lukewarm mug

all is right, as i am snug

yet, my kidneys

they weep

everything i produce benefits the ground beneath our feet. for every fruit you waste, i will consume and bring new meaning, new life. in time it will sprout from the dirt, no matter how much you stomp and trample upon. it is i whom prevents Earth from decay. it is i whom allows you to live. with out me, you are nothing

too many feels. overwhelmed. caffeine will defiantly help

eat the bird and crap out love over the kingdom. assert your dominance

i'm a hourse person

it is really commiting crimes when it's not a commitment?

'cause, most crimes are stared on a whim when things escalate and stuff.

as such, after a crime you could deal with the consequences or evade them.

loins

loins

*jams to the peanut butter*

*cries because i can't get it off the roof of my mouth*

to the memories that haunt me:

your ghost only reminds me of what i out lived.

to the inconveniences of today:

the breath down my neck is proof of your failure to kill me.

to the complications to come:

you cannot escape me.

i'll wake up one day, and cry because i'll be so glad i made it through this. i'll be elated because the problems i deal with now will be nothing except ghost of what i've overcome. of course they'll stay with me, yet their haunting voices will only remind me of what i outlived.

i will now become a cat

they tilted their eyebrow