Jesus Fucking Christ backward is just Christ Fucking Himself!
Christ on a corn dog!
Any way the winds blows,
FUCKED, FUCKED, FUCKED!!!
Instead of being the lost soul of a loner drifting aimlessly having a peripatetic wind, I'm now preferring something with more bite to it. As experience is just nature cruel way of giving the exams first followed by their lessons; you eventually reach a point where silence can no longer be contained no matter the cost.
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