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a very prominent philadelphia actor is still asleep next to me i can't find my meteor construction lurks outside bang bang bang he is stirring i was everywhere last night isn't it bizarre how memory works? images rushing back like waves on a shore who were we last year? who were we last night? I was so moved by terrible art masturabatory over romanticization of the highest pain **** i amaze myself by how nice i can be sometimes i hate being nice life doesnt imitate art whoever said that was a ******* idiot
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 12:57 PM UTC
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a very prominent philadelphia actor is still asleep next to me i can't find my meteor construction lurks outside bang bang bang he is stirring i was everywhere last night isn't it bizarre how memory works? images rushing back like waves on a shore who were we last year? who were we last night? I was so moved by terrible art masturabatory over romanticization of the highest pain **** i amaze myself by how nice i can be sometimes i hate being nice life doesnt imitate art whoever said that was a ******* idiot
chloe-fuller
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 12:57 PM UTC
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