NASA

Mon, 04/29/2019 - 11:11 -- B.Leaf

Im not normal or formal im somewhere orbital pulled in a portal hole like a water fall sorta tho being gassed alot im an astronaught thats the plot blasting off after a nasty cough puff rough stuff i had enough much love to the world gone beyond the world order poorer than a curb girl pouring up some muddy soda waiting til the money show up forced into space yoda stars around mars spit bars because ill take over aliens take cover rolled up in a rover assassinated fake jahovas -B.

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