Chance is a fickle bitch.
I've been talking about destroying (yes I do mean DESTROY) somebody these past few days. I just saw him on the street and the timing was just awful, all I did was throw a few insults, DAMN. Am I beginning to be just talk? Is this the beginning of a more mature me? DAMN.
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