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Aug 2014
somethings are best left unsaid.
i loved you once///never again.
the dixie cups just came up on shuffle and i am laughing.   i am laughing while they sing "we're going to the chapel".  i am thinking about you.  i am thinking about you but i am also thinking about everyone.   i have cut ties to everyone who has ever shown any affection to me.  i cut ties to everyone.  i wrote you a letter tonight.  i hope you threw it away before reading it.  you threw me away///throw whatever i gave you away.
i'm not a poet.  i don't write.  just kidding, i do write.  i'm a ******* fantastic writer.  i'm drunk.  i'm always drunk.  always drunk.  always.  this is stuff i think about////stuff i cry about.
Ytoc Arucnav
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Ytoc Arucnav  home is a hell.
(home is a hell.)   
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