There's a fucking cockroach crawling up my wall. I fear that while I'm deep in slumber, it'll fall on my face.
La cock. La cock.
It's almost two o'clock.
I must get some sleep!
La cock. La cock.
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I wouldn’t have done things without a reason. And maybe you should believe all the things you hear because I’m too tired explaining myself when it sounds to you like I’m reasoning my way out.
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