Life Without Boundaries
My God.
With out boundaries?
How could such a thing be?
For I did not choose the Thug life,
The life of Thugs choseth me.
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Hey, I'm seventeen, and many of those years have been spent devouring Italian mint chocolate chip ice-cream. I love Italian mint chocolate-chip ice-cream. You should really know that: that I LOVE ITALIAN MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP ICE-CREAM (okay, I think you get the picture now, huh?).
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