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Oct 2020
Writing song titles on your hand.

Misery.
Oooh.
Where'd it go.
Right near.
Near your eyes.
Shoelace.
Downer.
And done with.
Because we all know why.


Garrett Johnson.
a bit anxious
Garrett Johnson
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Garrett Johnson  24/M/In the woods
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