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#vous errerez sur terre comme des ratons laveur
kaedeakeshisworld · 3 months
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Sick like a dog with the universe beating my ass for a good ol' brekkie 🙄
Crazy how a bitch be having these weird prophetic dreams qui n'ont ni queue ni tête about men entering MY life only to realise that spirit keeps playing in my face After I done say multiple Times and do sound like a broken record now:
いらない それ
And they Always Say the same thing, Always pop in my life when I'm sick like a dog coughing and shit
This the shit they say
"j'aimerais qu'on face connaissance"
"Z'etes radiante"
"on pourrait s'échanger nos numéros"
"t'es de quelle origine? T'es sûre t'es pas une tissemé?"
"tu me plais trop"
"Pourquoi t'as l'air vénère?"
When I Say no I'm not interested they keep asking why? La concha de tu madre is why I don't feel like filho da mãe. Bu ka acha ma bu sta merdiam tcheu di mas. You fishmonger headass
Now Guess what? I gotta call the sorcerer to figure shit out again and he gon' hit me with that foulard discourse I don't wanna hear
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Spirit, please, don't send daddy saturn my way. I'm not gon' listen anyway so Come fetch your efforts fast and rest. Kmt
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