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Undesirable. Taped, shakily, an act - screamed for somebody's lost love. Not for the love lost, but for the dramatics, the way a chest swells with despair and attracts softer knives. Genus of legging wearing, coffee drinking teases, I know. Being there, the one with bags of grain, jars of menstrual blood. Go and gross me out. Hiding under **** stained mattress. How afraid a person can be, facing their sentient selves.
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
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Undesirable. Taped, shakily, an act - screamed for somebody's lost love. Not for the love lost, but for the dramatics, the way a chest swells with despair and attracts softer knives. Genus of legging wearing, coffee drinking teases, I know. Being there, the one with bags of grain, jars of menstrual blood. Go and gross me out. Hiding under **** stained mattress. How afraid a person can be, facing their sentient selves.
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
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