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i lick the sweet syrup from my fingers so i can eat the same sticky pancake like it's new i rearrange my room with the same three pieces of furniture i've had since i was eleven and all the clothes i got from thrift stores thinking i could make them mine if i put holes in the knees and elbows so i'm sorry if i keep starting over always trying to love you from the beginning
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Mar 22, 2021
Mar 22, 2021 at 5:35 PM UTC
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i lick the sweet syrup from my fingers so i can eat the same sticky pancake like it's new i rearrange my room with the same three pieces of furniture i've had since i was eleven and all the clothes i got from thrift stores thinking i could make them mine if i put holes in the knees and elbows so i'm sorry if i keep starting over always trying to love you from the beginning
i don't know why i'm in love with starting over, but i hope you like once upon a times
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Mar 22, 2021
Mar 22, 2021 at 5:35 PM UTC
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