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how are you preaching? with your teeth broken i can draw lines all day, where i please and when i please and the lines mean nothing lit a cigarette i tried to send you roses but they wilted as i touched them many ******* exist outside of your body but only if you let yourself experience them for how much i enjoy cutting the wings off of butterflies, i never want to be an entomologist
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 12:36 AM UTC
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how are you preaching? with your teeth broken i can draw lines all day, where i please and when i please and the lines mean nothing lit a cigarette i tried to send you roses but they wilted as i touched them many ******* exist outside of your body but only if you let yourself experience them for how much i enjoy cutting the wings off of butterflies, i never want to be an entomologist
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 12:36 AM UTC
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