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sometimes i have an idea that i'm not really alive. i'm just here to help a few people or fulfill one purpose like, programmed in me and i'm just waiting for it to come and i know what to do. you know what i mean? what do you think your purpose in life is?
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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