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There is a species of Jellyfish that is immortal deceased people can still get goosebumps blind people do not see the color black, they see nothing. these are the facts that I read as I try to distract myself from thinking about how you called me three times last night begging me to answer hearing my phone cry into the silence my hazy margarita mind has created facts, facts, facts immortal Jellyfish goosebumps blind I didn’t answer, I pressed decline and rushed to the bathroom to gag your memory from my stomach into the porcelain bowl I fell asleep on the bathroom floor i awoke in my ***** wishing I would die with goosebumps and blind to what was happening to me.
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 5:08 PM UTC
The Immortal Jellyfish
There is a species of Jellyfish that is immortal deceased people can still get goosebumps blind people do not see the color black, they see nothing. these are the facts that I read as I try to distract myself from thinking about how you called me three times last night begging me to answer hearing my phone cry into the silence my hazy margarita mind has created facts, facts, facts immortal Jellyfish goosebumps blind I didn’t answer, I pressed decline and rushed to the bathroom to gag your memory from my stomach into the porcelain bowl I fell asleep on the bathroom floor i awoke in my ***** wishing I would die with goosebumps and blind to what was happening to me.
keah-rose
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 5:08 PM UTC
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