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It just doesn't work like that.  Like a big switch in my head,  (grubby and greasy with finger prints), buzzing and humming when turned on.   Actually,  maybe it's just like that but... the thing is,  if I were to ramble 'bout all the ways you are just so god ****** well, that's the kind of **** that makes people want to throw up. So if you could somehow just take my word for it that you are... that poster that hung on my wall when I was twelve, a wholesome dream as much as a pornographic one, ****** decadence all mixed up with kittens and puppy dogs, well then we could keep on loving and living well and forget about things as pretentious, narcissistic and nauseating as a poem.
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 9:16 AM UTC
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It just doesn't work like that.  Like a big switch in my head,  (grubby and greasy with finger prints), buzzing and humming when turned on.   Actually,  maybe it's just like that but... the thing is,  if I were to ramble 'bout all the ways you are just so god ****** well, that's the kind of **** that makes people want to throw up. So if you could somehow just take my word for it that you are... that poster that hung on my wall when I was twelve, a wholesome dream as much as a pornographic one, ****** decadence all mixed up with kittens and puppy dogs, well then we could keep on loving and living well and forget about things as pretentious, narcissistic and nauseating as a poem.
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the-dirty-vanilla
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 9:16 AM UTC
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