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Oct 2020
sometimes i fade away into empty bottles of ***,
and unsmoked cigarettes.
instead of fading away into your arms.
i find this quite sad
Mikey
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Mikey  18/Trans/my bed
(18/Trans/my bed)   
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       Zero, Jay M, ---, V, Zoi Ardens and 1 other
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