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Apr 2020
So so so so  close.
I pull up the covers and yawn. I think about nothing. I brush my teeth and I cry and look into the mirror. So so so so so ugly so fast. The snow is falling and the tiles are cracking. I smile and go back to bed. If I die at least no one will be sad
Jay earnest
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Jay earnest  30/M/Socal
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