I’m not gonna tell you
porkies I was only ever as good as circumstance
demanded my virtue was a thin veneer which obscured my need there’s shit I’ll do and there’s shit I won’t but I feel less inclined to go that extra mile no not for strangers not for no cunt for out of
sight is out of mind
I used to put it about back when I had the tackle but now I’m invitation only and three square daily
the world is full of fools present company excepted we’re all just waiting for nothing specific we’re just
waiting it’s the game we all play
my angle of inversion is acute I waste a lot of time concocting excuses and orchestrating cancellations I guess that’s no big secret but what they don’t know is that I’m the evolutionary response to collective neurosis the final adaption the end of the line
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