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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; height: 320px; width: 300px; font-family: times new roman; color: lightblue; overflow: auto; text-align: justify;]why the fuck was he doing this again? oh yeah, shinu. the bitch...jan hated the thought of singing publicly. he had only ever done it once when dared to by his nephew and here he was again because of a fucking tasky thing that he just so happened to have been given. it was a shame he didn't drink to be honest because this would've been a perfect opportunity to get drunk enough to not remember any of what was about to happen. well, here it went. the wolf stood in the main socialising room, nervous as hell about his reputation and how he would sound when it came to his broad mancunian accent and the lyrics of a classic (in his opinion maybe) song. hey, listen up! once in a lifetime opportunity coming right up: my beautiful voice. enjoy if you can and if you don't, don't worry 'cause it's not happening ever again. and with that, january began to sing. weep for yourself, my man, you'll never be what is in your heart weep, little lion man, you're not as brave as you were at the start rate yourself and rake yourself take all the courage you have left and waste it on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really fucked it up this time didn't i, my dear? didn't i, my dear? tremble for yourself, my man, you know that you have seen this all before tremble, little lion man, you'll never settle any of your scores your grace is wasted in your face, your boldness stands alone among the wreck now learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really fucked it up this time didn't i, my dear? but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really fucked it up this time didn't i, my dear? didn't i, my dear? but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really fucked it up this time didn't i, my dear? but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really fucked it up this time didn't i, my dear? didn't i, my dear? [/fancypost] |
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