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Aug 2016
your ex likes your tweet and you can feel yourself spiralling into the ******* abyss, your body is turning to dust and all that will be left is the thought that when someone says "emily" you still see her face
three years later and this is what i get?
lemon
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lemon  somewhere in the midwest
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