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insult stage

the very sadness. the very sadness of the intruder who brings his own plate to drop. the very ecstasy of telling a classmate he or she is ugly along with one finger he or she must choose. the cutting of the fingers to equal size. the unintended ecstasy of the sadness I use to *** a cobweb where I wait for something I’ll do nothing with.

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50 / M / American
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Jun 19, 2014
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