It's like you had this awesome night out and you come home to find your house robbed. it's like Arsenal winning 1-0 then loses 0-3 . it's like you feed your dog and it bites your hand. it's like this dude flirts with you when he has a girlfriend. or a girl he already likes. whatever. life just gives you shit sometimes.
and i don't like shit. shit is bad. it's all mushy and sticky and hard at times; green black brown. you get the picture.
yea, he has a ... you know what. figures.
imma go curl up and sound the horn. beeeeet~ silth mouse.
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