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The sun hides behind the clouds but I see feet beneath those curtains on a Sunday a girl with short hair and lesbianism smiles at me You shouldn't mix plaid with stripes that's like fashion 101 so I walked down the street buttoning my plaid shirt up when I fell down a man hole and a mole man said to me you shouldn't buy those Adidas shoes they treat the workers horribly so I took them off and cut my naked feet on rust ladder rungs I went to the top floor they told my I shouldn't wear my jeans so creased they scoffed at the words denim so I took my pants off and made them into a sail I went to the mirror and it told me I should fit a size bigger and that I should probably work out some more I tore muscular and skeleton systems from the pages of biology text books and used it for kindling to warm my cold shoulders
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Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 3:58 PM UTC
Little Bear's Porridge is Just Right
The sun hides behind the clouds but I see feet beneath those curtains on a Sunday a girl with short hair and lesbianism smiles at me You shouldn't mix plaid with stripes that's like fashion 101 so I walked down the street buttoning my plaid shirt up when I fell down a man hole and a mole man said to me you shouldn't buy those Adidas shoes they treat the workers horribly so I took them off and cut my naked feet on rust ladder rungs I went to the top floor they told my I shouldn't wear my jeans so creased they scoffed at the words denim so I took my pants off and made them into a sail I went to the mirror and it told me I should fit a size bigger and that I should probably work out some more I tore muscular and skeleton systems from the pages of biology text books and used it for kindling to warm my cold shoulders
harry-j-baxter
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Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 3:58 PM UTC
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