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I watch those who consume to feel colored in the lines with the edge of my eye it’s the slap heard at the end of a fight its hitting me but I’m only holding the bottle
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
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I watch those who consume to feel colored in the lines with the edge of my eye it’s the slap heard at the end of a fight its hitting me but I’m only holding the bottle
messychessie
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
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