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scraped knees and blurry vision; romanticizing nothing that really mattered, but it doesn't really matter anymore; you used to take me too seriously and now he laughs at all my jokes. you can hear her dog snoring from your bed- room; i can hear you whining from your rocking chair. you keep saying you are an artist. i don't know about that.
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 7:47 PM UTC
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scraped knees and blurry vision; romanticizing nothing that really mattered, but it doesn't really matter anymore; you used to take me too seriously and now he laughs at all my jokes. you can hear her dog snoring from your bed- room; i can hear you whining from your rocking chair. you keep saying you are an artist. i don't know about that.
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 7:47 PM UTC
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