People are puppets tied together with strings
There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him
'Cause he asked me to pray to a God he doesn't believe in
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Group work! ICT this time. It's sooo long. And tiring.
I hate works. Period.
Soo I didn't have a great sleep, thanks to that fanmix. Why the hell did I want to make one the first place anyway?!
But at least it's Matt/Near. EVERYONE NEEDS A DOSE OF IT. I MEAN IT. OH NOOO I'M GOING TO NEED MY FLUFF INJECTION.
No. Kidding. Don't bother with anything I just said. Except that it's all true.
I'm waiting for Reza to finish his work but he takes a fucking hour to finish it. No, make that two. Or three. THE HELL WITH IT.
I want to play The Godfather. NAO.
Because I'm absolutely enthusiastic with the idea of getting mashed up in a wave of IDK-ness.
GEE, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING ANYMORE.
I THINK I'LL JUST END THIS ONE.
Labels: rant
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