I paid money for that grad shit. No fucking way I'm missing it.
In other news, instant noodles are 50 cents at Keyes. That's my breakfast, lunch and dinner for the next few months.
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He is a strange specimen. Poet, guitarist, writer, and an avid freak. He enjoys long midnight walks and quiet contemplation, and going on food runs with his friends. Please use caution when approaching this individual - he is known to eat children and engage strangers in complex philosophical questions.
He is a strange specimen. Poet, guitarist, writer, and an avid freak. He enjoys long midnight walks and quiet contemplation, and going on food runs with his friends. Please use caution when approaching this individual - he is known to eat children and engage strangers in complex philosophical questions.
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awwww..go eat at yvonne's house ^_^
take care bro.
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