

To Mr. BrownMr. Brown.To Mr. Brown
My Art Teacher. Your Art Teacher.
Was for too long, an Art Teacher.
He is sad now. He had a Doctors Appointment. He told, him.
"I will die in 6 months"
How sad. How. He will die, because of all the charcoal dust in his lungs.
Because he is an Art Teacher.
He told, him. "When i die... i want to become compressed charcoal"
Because he was an Art Teacher.
SSJ - 1
SSJ - 21
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My gallery [link]
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fuck art
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fuck art
Sounds hard, for some people.
But i appreciate it. I dont like fakers.
The truth helps me to step up. To understand myself.
Thank you.
/Salut
Nero Sense
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You are now breathing... manually
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fuck art
Does Karma still work in this case?
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You are now breathing... manually
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fuck art
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