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Why aren't we perfect? on this boat in the taihiatian sea amongst the gardenia planted pots smothered by it's heavenly fumes and surrounded by leaping dolphins? 1) you'll mess up my bed sheets 2) I'd make sure everyday you'll have is **** and 3) because change is hard for both you and me. but why is it harder to being all alone - wild - wild - WILD - with - freedom - than being with you? so don't write about me, when I'm dying and shriveling and not here and this premonition comes true and I've given up. Write about me now, alive and well, desolate and passionate imploring you to go exploring with me in both our wild - WILD - ways, perfect in our imperfect ways being both brilliantly terrible and both terribly brilliant.
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May 14, 2012
May 14, 2012 at 9:48 PM UTC
Don't Write About Me
Why aren't we perfect? on this boat in the taihiatian sea amongst the gardenia planted pots smothered by it's heavenly fumes and surrounded by leaping dolphins? 1) you'll mess up my bed sheets 2) I'd make sure everyday you'll have is **** and 3) because change is hard for both you and me. but why is it harder to being all alone - wild - wild - WILD - with - freedom - than being with you? so don't write about me, when I'm dying and shriveling and not here and this premonition comes true and I've given up. Write about me now, alive and well, desolate and passionate imploring you to go exploring with me in both our wild - WILD - ways, perfect in our imperfect ways being both brilliantly terrible and both terribly brilliant.
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May 14, 2012
May 14, 2012 at 9:48 PM UTC
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