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why is it that even with the bleariest eyes, the most grainy minds I find myself wide awake owl-eyed at 4am high on the thought of you, sweetheart.
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 11:05 AM UTC
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why is it that even with the bleariest eyes, the most grainy minds I find myself wide awake owl-eyed at 4am high on the thought of you, sweetheart.
get out of my head you intrusive ************
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 11:05 AM UTC
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