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May 2018
Wish that I had a better napkin to wipe up this stain

As I wish that the tv would just take up the entire room, like a vaccum cloud


I will ride, with that each sound will forge deeper into my canal, and just leave me with nothing but leather threads and my jeans

Let me take a whiff of that apple, a tackle at this pear

Let my mind perish hahahah a

I want to donate a list to the obsidian preservation society

And in their name serve casserole for ppotiential donation


Donate thousands to make better beds


And millions for safer water

Yes I swear

Yes I sear
Hurt LockerFeed Birds
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds  25/M/San Francisco
(25/M/San Francisco)   
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