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Oct 2012
I think about you sometimes
and when I do it makes me ******* sick to my stomach
like you're the root of my ******* anxiety
and depression
you literally make me queasy and I can't ******* stand you
so I'll delete all of my photos with you
because looking at your face
feels like an engagement with the ******* devil
briana hailey ferenczy
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briana hailey ferenczy  Atlanta, Georgia
(Atlanta, Georgia)   
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