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todie

mar stab stab me ( as yiu eye see with ma song the talxic gossip trane)

we in musim

we fount luicucucus s bode

WE GIVIN LUCSIUSUSUSISCES BODE BACK

mar wants to see mars freends hapy... mar stab me... mar no want me haps (cri)

i feely uppysetty spaggetti cauz mar hat me

mar whantes me ded

it mak i sad

i want mar to lik me

MAR DOENT WATENT TO FRNEID MWEEEEEE

mar bein moody

MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

mar stab stab me, that shod be enof 4gaveness

a wunt mar to liek me agrain

i folow lucuciuses

i ply chairless whiskers

evry1 agents me

i cri

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