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My infatuation has turned to suffocation. A year in the making is running me down. My craving for another human's attention is disgusting inspiration. I surrender the game. Well played.
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
The Game.
My infatuation has turned to suffocation. A year in the making is running me down. My craving for another human's attention is disgusting inspiration. I surrender the game. Well played.
anna-dusza
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
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