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Il Popolo è merda
blaagh
Don't you just hate it, when you're driving along smoking a cigarette, you flick your cigarette out the window, and you drive for a couple more miles, and you smell something funny, and you look over into the back seat, and Grandma's fingering herself again..
(from Sickipedia)
I feel like I'm disappearing
She said:
You aren't never going anywhere
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