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this loneliness is like a heavy bag of bones and i keep forgetting that these aren’t even my bones i have all my bones i have never been boneless but i think i’m boneless so i walk around carrying this heavy bag of bones wondering whose bones are these? and which of these bones are mine?
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 2:07 PM UTC
bones
this loneliness is like a heavy bag of bones and i keep forgetting that these aren’t even my bones i have all my bones i have never been boneless but i think i’m boneless so i walk around carrying this heavy bag of bones wondering whose bones are these? and which of these bones are mine?
anabelbythesea
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 2:07 PM UTC
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