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Oct 2016
i miss everything for the sake of sleep
rain can't dissolve feeling, only orange tablets
i have been trying to sell this skin since the day i made myself *****
hunger does not tie with humanity, but even still, it is sorry
i will sleep in her head until the day i die
i was not made to be loved, just to fix bikes
broke yr heart on yr birthday
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spacedrunk  18/th ringz of saturn
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