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we’re ***** people like made from cracks in walls and spurting showerheads. we used to be clean kids, i guess, but the grime comforted us. it’s a way of life. stained carpets mean we belong someplace. i hope it’s because we’re pure of heart.
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Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 7:53 AM UTC
thinking about who I've been and who I've become.
we’re ***** people like made from cracks in walls and spurting showerheads. we used to be clean kids, i guess, but the grime comforted us. it’s a way of life. stained carpets mean we belong someplace. i hope it’s because we’re pure of heart.
me and my friends have a long way to go but we also have each other.
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20/Non-binary
Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 7:53 AM UTC
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