i was living by the macrobiotic law and i ended up eating my heart out.
the relevance of law comes in to question, videlicet, how does one devour something so vital to be dubbed vital to the body? the body knows no pain like the heart and mind suffer. i lose no sleep nor do i shed any tears for what i may have lost.
the gruff voice given from a heart in a throat meets no bass, a voice so low the baristas believe i've been smoking since conception, maybe.
my barmy lifesytle pleases their after hours taste, the taste of double shots in one glass and energy in eight ounces.
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