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Oh no.

by cydneysomething

Not again! The pie on the windowsill The flame He reads Bukowski Stop. Just fuckin chill Learn from your past You're doing so well! My thoughts wander to him Should I just not care? Um, is there a third option? Do I have to leap Pussy-first into the volcano? but I wanna... I know, I know, I know, Because I know "everything" And even if I didn't, I'd still know that ain't right Would you even let him? Let him what? Fuck me? No. Love you. Lol Fuck no.
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cydneysomething
34 / F / Portland, OR
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Written by
cydneysomething
34 / F / Portland, OR
Published
May 23
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