I rose from the grave this semester to find that, despite my lack of motivation and my trepidation towards another semester of school I still love making things.
A man amongst many, a dandy plenty dumb. He lives along the row of poplars and divvies his time between endeavors of a fruitless nature. Hat tricks and back flips, he performs none and be glad ya'll come. Half neck that's red and half a fancy footed grifter. Cletus loves the word and says it too. Word. He a wreetus and he a wrightus, always in the nicest fashion.
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