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i stick to the walls and people around me like they are covered in glue and i am a fly i spin out of control, hoping to grasp on to something real and maybe one day i'll be washed of my sins and be with my thoughts and stick to myself
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
sticky
i stick to the walls and people around me like they are covered in glue and i am a fly i spin out of control, hoping to grasp on to something real and maybe one day i'll be washed of my sins and be with my thoughts and stick to myself
this has no meaning nor makes sense but again, i'm posting it anyways so enjoy.
dracomalfoy
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
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