Once More For Old Times Sake.

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1995 - ?
Yeah I don't even know
Where was I?
 When I’m trying to get to get bed I start thinking about endings and instead of simply counting trying to sleep, I’m counting down. I’m sacrificing sheep 
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boy:
girl:
the boy and the girl do not have a conversation
love does not exist
you're going to die some day


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