A guy outside on the street is saying, “I’m an asshole. I’m an asshole. No, I’m an asshole.” Over and over again. Maybe he is. Who am I to say?
A guy outside on the street is saying, “I’m an asshole. I’m an asshole. No, I’m an asshole.” Over and over again. Maybe he is. Who am I to say?
Jennie Smash 
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