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somedays it’s nice just to sit relax unwind free one’s mind of thoughts which drag us down. feet propped up on an ottoman eyes closed music playing idyllic rye ‘n’ coke and a bag of chips guilty pleasures lend a helping hand to bring us up a temporary utopia is what I need crave desire in the absence of sadness sorrow disappointment I find peace.
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
finding peace
somedays it’s nice just to sit relax unwind free one’s mind of thoughts which drag us down. feet propped up on an ottoman eyes closed music playing idyllic rye ‘n’ coke and a bag of chips guilty pleasures lend a helping hand to bring us up a temporary utopia is what I need crave desire in the absence of sadness sorrow disappointment I find peace.
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
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