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Bonkers

by @jacquelyn-audrey-whiston

Bonkers? BONKERS?! Bonkers you say?! I'll be completely wonkers for it is written upon my grave. Until the moon turns to sun and the bearded woman shaves Bonkers and wonkers until my final day. Loud? LOUD?! Loud you say?! I'll be forever loud for being quiet is a shame. To whisper is to keep secrets and secrets shouldn't be said! If not loud, then silence! Silent like the dead.  Stay loud, and bonkers, and wonkers, and silent Be afraid to be public and amusingly private Stay creepy, and hushed, and awkward, and such I promise you'll like it. Very, very much.
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jacquelyn-audrey-whiston
20 / F / American
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Written by
jacquelyn-audrey-whiston
20 / F / American
Published
Jul 24, 2012
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