How did I ever sleep alone

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Haha this is very interesting. I am going to post an old poem I have on here tommorow, it has a similar theme. How we use the word love where we should use f***. "I f*** you, baby." "Oh, I f*** you too."
Good call. Love is a moral cushion that lets the teens do it.

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Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
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