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ive got a bad case of earphone head added to the laundry list of reasons to commit suicide im not the outline i was born to be josh says he's talking to voicemails n i guess we all kinda are my legs are melting, dripping from telephone babies i don't want yr hours i want socks without holes in the toes i keep forgetting to bring the tea that reminds me of her soft skin i think she is an angel either way ill end up like the bride ghost
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Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 4:24 AM UTC
pepto dismal // this is the closest i've been to god and the farthest i've been from heaven
ive got a bad case of earphone head added to the laundry list of reasons to commit suicide im not the outline i was born to be josh says he's talking to voicemails n i guess we all kinda are my legs are melting, dripping from telephone babies i don't want yr hours i want socks without holes in the toes i keep forgetting to bring the tea that reminds me of her soft skin i think she is an angel either way ill end up like the bride ghost
i would run away with you if i could // jesus died on the cross so i could quit my job
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18/Mexican
Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 4:24 AM UTC
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