My God I can't sleep. But fortunately I have a friend who is talking about shitty things with me.
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Cazzo guardi
Ora prego i santi
Santa Chiara
Santa Sara
Prego chi mi pare
Perché sono un ribelle
Faccio le frittelle.
This is my new poem, it's written in latin, a very sophisticated language, but that if used in the right way can create beautiful poems. Ugh I'm such a nerd, I should stop.
