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Sh*t Smells (by sherry)
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Once I was walking.....the feeling of someone stalking. I felt a chill,a shudder,running down my spine.What a flutter.I screamed once.It happened a lot. I ran to my room and smoked pot. Trying to hide from eveyone. My life wasn't much fun. Sh*t smells. I found that out. After that happened i decided not to pout. What the hell is she talking about...i bet that's what you are thinking.You know what...you smell.....and i'll see you in hell!!!!!!!
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