Unravel your discord of frustration which was meant for our cordial fruition. This has now been vexed a-side, b-side the sea side, inside a hollow shell of truthful slander and a damnation that is to be forever bound by this umbilical fixation of asphyxiation.
How now... is it on me to decide the quasi-a-la-modo soup de jour?
Disconnect with content from the contents left in the attic by some derelict addict, who now mimics the content of a last comment, once listened to but never heard in proper context to what the fuck was left out in what the con meant and now they cower and I'm still the one being held in contempt.
Eventually, it caught up with what was a'ready copt to by that fucking rent a cop prude and nay'er gave any undo, by taking a different come to from a con man, straight up convict with a separate point of view.
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