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Your tired little smiles and laughs that live a half-life before blossoming into sighs. Your spontaneous songs, sourly smacking notes from your brain. Your insane babblings that whisper sweetly to me. Your goose-like honk, signaling the fast approach of sleep. Your utterly annoying playful shrugs. That's the **** I'll miss...
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 4:46 AM UTC
The **** I'll Miss
Your tired little smiles and laughs that live a half-life before blossoming into sighs. Your spontaneous songs, sourly smacking notes from your brain. Your insane babblings that whisper sweetly to me. Your goose-like honk, signaling the fast approach of sleep. Your utterly annoying playful shrugs. That's the **** I'll miss...
Nostalgia
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26/Pangender
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 4:46 AM UTC
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