Slap A Camel and lick a burrito.
Someone... make it stop.
I can't control it, as much as I want to.
I need help.
Why must I feel these ominous emotions?
Why must I suffer the wrath of my own?
Why must I be agonized by my brain, as if there are two. One that wants to be layed back, the other that wishes to struggle, think negativly, and fight myself.
I can't describe.
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I can't control it, as much as I want to.
I need help.
Why must I feel these ominous emotions?
Why must I suffer the wrath of my own?
Why must I be agonized by my brain, as if there are two. One that wants to be layed back, the other that wishes to struggle, think negativly, and fight myself.
I can't describe.
Infinite ( Read more... )
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I CAME FOR THE GRAPE JUICE!
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