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PetuniasWe’re all made to die. / To crash and burn like shooting stars. / It may not be soon,

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Take that for a Stab in the BackNorthface, pretty face, thinks shes perfect, far from it, so not worth it. / Acts like she’s sure of herself, always knows exactly what to say, coping with the fact that tomorrow she has to get through another miserable day. / Surrounded by all the other girls, she’s the leader of the pack, only because she’s nice to them even though they all hate each other, and she knows they talk behind her back

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MadLunacy is freedom. / Solo, burnt, boundlessness. / Run crazy, run

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