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i've never been able to   fit in anywhere, not really -- not with friends, not with family, and not with lovers. me: freak; lots of leaks; knees hugged; tears, none left. my superpowers consist of hours w a s t e d awkwardly. boxed in by this, my silly imaginarium. i feel so small. i mean, after all, my heart is missing from my chest. i am   eater of space: plenum for   your plenty.
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 7:03 PM UTC
eater of all things, of all time
i've never been able to   fit in anywhere, not really -- not with friends, not with family, and not with lovers. me: freak; lots of leaks; knees hugged; tears, none left. my superpowers consist of hours w a s t e d awkwardly. boxed in by this, my silly imaginarium. i feel so small. i mean, after all, my heart is missing from my chest. i am   eater of space: plenum for   your plenty.
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mike-dm
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 7:03 PM UTC
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