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Why do ya think that Z? I appreciate Shakespeare a lot. He made Juliet quite beautiful 😌 And as for your question, yeah cause you're still a kid 🌚🌚

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Never knew you liked dead girls 😉😂😂
As for your statement; that's why they'll never see my punch coming cx
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So as your bio states, ya want people to be not polite and proper 🌚🌚 Since I'm a nice guy, I won't elaborate of this anymore 😌😌

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You have like literally no appreciation of literature and philosophy. Ima cry 😟😭😭😭
And in answer to your question; do you really think people could be impolite and improper with me and get away with it xD

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How about something from script? Something inspirational? eh?
All his life he's been told
He'll be nothing when he's old
All the kicks and all the blows
He won't ever let it show
'Cause he's stronger than you know
A heart of steel starts to grow
When you've been fighting for it all your life
You've been struggling to make things right
That's how a superhero learns to fly
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She's got lions in her heart
A fire in her soul
He's got a beast in his belly
That's so hard to control
'Cause they've taken too much hits
Taking blow by blow
Now light a match, stand back, watch them explode

Prompt - Things you said when you were drunk.

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I tried something new; hope you like it *^*
5 minutes to eleven
A dimming lamp
A chair
An antique bottle
A wine glass
Belle poised to run
All waiting for the beast
5 minutes to twelve
A dimming lamp
An occupied chair
A half-empty bottle
A stained wine glass
Belle in the closet
The beast had struck
And when you are drunk you'll saunter over to the closet. Tripping over your own feet; a pathetic shadow of the man you used to be. You'll slam your head over and over against the closet door shouting at me to open up. And when you are tired, you'll slide to the floor, hurling abuses at me and screaming how much you hate me.
As if I dont know. The marks of your 'hate' are all over my body. Scars from the days when I was too naive; to think you'll change.
In the morning you'll embrace me, murmuring how much you love me. As if all the words you said when you were drunk became void with the break of dawn.
But this morning you'll find me gone. Because belle could only take so much and you were no prince

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