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life is like stringy spit. As soon as you exit the womb, you dangle for as long as you can. Eventually you'll hit that drip mark, losing a part of yourself. Retracting everything you went out for.
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 6:58 AM UTC
Dangle
life is like stringy spit. As soon as you exit the womb, you dangle for as long as you can. Eventually you'll hit that drip mark, losing a part of yourself. Retracting everything you went out for.
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 6:58 AM UTC
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