Evryday is My Last

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From what I can tell, happy light and such are sweeter with dim lusty years. I guess what I'm trying to say is the truth is not quite fair. That's why I'm going to die.

My name is Key Night'sstarr'd. Unlike my brothers, I am a man of god. If I had to say no to him then he would have beaten me. But hey I'm just tryna last. Do you know the last time I got to see the kid. It's been like a long time.

I don't think I've ever seen a girl in my life. The weirdest part is that I'm not sure if it want me. But I want to go to see the doctor. It's complicated and I just wanna go off. I'm a sad face.

All I know is that I just burped. It was really helpful because a student was there. He's so confused and cute. Why did I just burped? It doesn't matter though. His name is Daniel. He's a funny guy but he looks like a chick. Oh. Anyways I'm going back home.

After I went home, I didn't realize that I was going to get my hair cut today. I went outside and got hit by the house. Wow! Forgot how to use the dang thing. Let's do this tomorrow. I gotta get a new knee.

Nighttime. It was dark and I wanted to see. The light was in the rain so it took a nap.

When it was morning, I left my house and I saw the guy again. Daniel was the best part of my life. I said "hi" to my god and " I love you" to my beautiful face. And I said "oh yeah also I love " to Daniel.

We went to a big party for a few days. I had a dream that I was going shopping with my dog but I didn't know a dog. He basically just walked in to my house. I said "what?". He said before he leaves he needs to poop. So it got deleted.

After the party, the cops were killed by a police. It was more awkward than the first time. I told Daniel "I was gonna go see the doctor today." My knee was totally fine but I didn't feel it.

I went to the doctor. My leg was so cold and it fell off. It got deleted. Now I have a new one. It's Beni's. He's a good guy. I think we should go hang out.

We went out to dinner and I ate some cookies. He ate my dinner and I knew I had to run.





--Personal phone Predictive

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