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Aug 2011
high fructose corn syrup and garlic salt
burn my throat

(i have made a habit of eating ice cream out of the tub after ten pm)

and i kick myself in the shins

everytime i think about you
and smile.

i'm so ****** at you
for being the one person that i can't stand to be away from.

why are you always leaving me

and why am i always happy when you come back?

i won't be your ******* science experiment
anymore




i'm sorry.
i didn't mean that
michelle reicks
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