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xrottenxapplex
No bullshit Ramones-style punk rock from Belgorod, Russia: https://dumbheads.bandcamp.com/album/heartbroken-idiots
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ghostsoma
so what will you be on halloween? I will be a Clown of corse. dont tell me iam 2 old. you people go to party and things right its fun. if you dont dress up what would you be if you did My little bro wants to be Slinder from that creepy online game. But we dont know how to make his head all White. Plastic bag almost killed him and Pellows make him look like he is in the KKK. Panty hoes works kind of but there 2 see througe. any ideas
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ghostsoma
my oldest memory was of my dad picking my up to put the star on the tree. i had to be like 2. i also remeber my first camping trip (first time i saw a ladys jugs she was drunk) but other that it was realy fun (not that that was not fun but i was 8 and did not care at the time)
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ghostsoma
i am still a skeptic, but unsure of what is what anymore. since i was about 10 have always believed in another me. i mostly just thought of him as psychological, the part of me that hates and fights and wants to sink his teeth into things. but every once in a while i see him walking down the street or standing in an adjacent room when im alone, and as a character in my dreams. i have not been able to sleep without massive amounts of weed for weeks now, and last night since i have Sunday off i just didn't smoke. when i went out and smoked a cigarette i saw him in a parking lot across the street from my house. i just knew it was him. he just watched me for a while and then walked away. i don't know whether my brain is failing or if there is another me that wants my life, either way it is rather disturbing. also, he looks like me if i was in better shape, had lived on the streets for a year, and yet he has good teeth. (ive seen them up close when i dream).
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