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it is 9:24 and the insecurities of you haunt me like gray skied-snowflakes I wish I could crush them in my yellow-white teeth till they are powdery turned into a powerless narcotic diet soda tastes sweeter than regular spilling onto the seat of the car I ordered it anyway it's raining and there are diet coke kisses on my tongue cloudy raindrops on my forehead dandelions in my eyes
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
diet coke
it is 9:24 and the insecurities of you haunt me like gray skied-snowflakes I wish I could crush them in my yellow-white teeth till they are powdery turned into a powerless narcotic diet soda tastes sweeter than regular spilling onto the seat of the car I ordered it anyway it's raining and there are diet coke kisses on my tongue cloudy raindrops on my forehead dandelions in my eyes
I really would crush them
sweet-ridicule
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
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