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Jan 2015
It's funny isn't it?
How hard old habits seem to die.
Like the taste of beer that lies on your lips.
Or the laugh that's caught in my throat.
One Of The Tired Souls
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One Of The Tired Souls  25/F/Colorado
(25/F/Colorado)   
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   amelia
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