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typing really hard on the shapes of my most valued personal devices suddenly everything becomes too large to handle i feel as if i am being chased a big evil dinosaur i am running away from God and into the dark the life i never fully lived now becomes an alternate reality many feared my tragic existencee or so i made it seem with the masquerade good ridence [my grimmace] a short burst of energy and i differitiate the 2 i live in 2 worlds an i acknowledge the 2
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Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 10:26 PM UTC
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typing really hard on the shapes of my most valued personal devices suddenly everything becomes too large to handle i feel as if i am being chased a big evil dinosaur i am running away from God and into the dark the life i never fully lived now becomes an alternate reality many feared my tragic existencee or so i made it seem with the masquerade good ridence [my grimmace] a short burst of energy and i differitiate the 2 i live in 2 worlds an i acknowledge the 2
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Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 10:26 PM UTC
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