I’m eating an Indian takeaway
I’m eating an Indian takeaway an watching magic tv.
This is chillingly beautiful. Similitaneously warm and frosty. Hairs in the back of my neck standing.
Bruv! Robbie’s ‘rock DJ’ just come on!
That song makes me sick btw. I was I dunno, 13 when it came out? And it was number one for the whole year which meant you couldn't get away from it. It sucked all the life out of me every time I heard it. Like I'd been drained of blood. I still get the same feeling now. Winded. Bloodless. Enervated. It's probably my worst song. Kryptonite.
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That song makes me sick btw. I was I dunno, 13 when it came out? And it was number one for the whole year which meant you couldn't get away from it. It sucked all the life out of me every time I heard it. Like I'd been drained of blood. I still get the same feeling now. Winded. Bloodless. Enervated. It's probably my worst song. Kryptonite.
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Read this Barty trust me