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Little, persistent reminders of self-doubt Red lines across the inside of the cheek, a reminder of every time I haven’t known the right answer your tongue is acidic you enjoy the slow burn and suddenly i don’t know if I’m going to the right college /bite/ and suddenly i don’t know who i’m ******* /bite/ and suddenly i don’t know what I am anymore /bite/ your teeth, my cheek
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 1:21 AM UTC
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Little, persistent reminders of self-doubt Red lines across the inside of the cheek, a reminder of every time I haven’t known the right answer your tongue is acidic you enjoy the slow burn and suddenly i don’t know if I’m going to the right college /bite/ and suddenly i don’t know who i’m ******* /bite/ and suddenly i don’t know what I am anymore /bite/ your teeth, my cheek
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 1:21 AM UTC
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