Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
I SWEAR TO FUCKING CHRIST I WILL KILL THIS WEEB FUCK READING OUTLOUD IN A FUCKING MENTAL RETARDED SPECIAL ED VOICE (THAT HIS DOESN'T REALLY HAVE) WITH MY PHONE AND BAGEL.
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Also special shit on my minus and thanks to rappi chan for her drawing i pinched and made into walls.
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