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The Comfortable I Used To Feel Hello. Call me. Why? Are your alright? Kept from you. Protected. I didn't know. Doesn't matter. What's up? Drama. Moving. Changes. Sounds awesome. Why? Nothing left here. I miss the comfortable I used to feel. I miss it too. Shine wore off. I guess. No, we were invaded. Pills piled in a spoon. Wish it wasn't real. Only once a month. Watching obituaries. Don't freak, I'm just dramatic. I get you. You get me. Even in silence. Not awkward or weird. The comfortable I used to feel
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Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 8:51 AM UTC
The Comfortable I Used To Feel
The Comfortable I Used To Feel Hello. Call me. Why? Are your alright? Kept from you. Protected. I didn't know. Doesn't matter. What's up? Drama. Moving. Changes. Sounds awesome. Why? Nothing left here. I miss the comfortable I used to feel. I miss it too. Shine wore off. I guess. No, we were invaded. Pills piled in a spoon. Wish it wasn't real. Only once a month. Watching obituaries. Don't freak, I'm just dramatic. I get you. You get me. Even in silence. Not awkward or weird. The comfortable I used to feel
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Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 8:51 AM UTC
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