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Miamiu1027
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« on: February 09, 2015, 05:25:21 PM » |
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we leave our higher educations that we all 'must' get with a signature stamped paper and a mound of debt the bank has got us by the throat and then we're forced to settle for the jobs we hate, 9 to 5, 40 hours, 40 years til the day...
we are too weak to work, too frail to play. No friends or lovers because they've all passed away. We've waited for this day all of our lives long, and on our death bed the stereo plays our favorite teenage anthem song. we sing along....
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