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Oct 2014
"No, just stop. No, just stop. No, just stop."
How long did I live like that?
"I'm out of money."
"Most people would **** for that score."
This is for the other woman.

You enjoy breathing,
beauty and truth.
We do live in a place where the rain hits the windows.
I'll be there.

The future is on the next page.
It's so loud in there right now.
He looks ancient.
Getting what you want destroys you.
Lines of conversation taken from fellow college students/professors/other
Written by
Olivia Frederick  Tennessee
   Norman dePlume
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