As I went on, people were convinced I was right because I was called a nigger and kept getting slammed.
As I passed the raker, I was thinking of this girl I saw being a fart but not really. She was at the mall, an attractive, supple, yet modern girl. Everyone reacted to her. She was hardly looking, and there was a clearing. She could tell I had a camera. She was so special, but she looked stupider than I ever did as a preteen|mature kid.
I have one purpose in life...
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