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pants sit half-way down the waste because pulling myself out of bed is against the laws of gravity what was it you wanted again? if anyone could hear over the sound of an exhausted train exhausting clouds with exhaust they would understand exhaustion, because Gaia speaks in sign-language and the second you told me to wait a moment I spent forever waiting until you were ready yet ready, set, sundown.. sleep talks to? only if I talk to sleep, conversation over. dissonance, cognizance, congruence, **** thank you 5th grade teacher for teaching me how to never shut up thank you verbs for teaching me how to never shut up thank you really thank you no sarcasm thank you it is holy holy holy wow.
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Nov 1, 2012
Nov 1, 2012 at 10:54 PM UTC
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pants sit half-way down the waste because pulling myself out of bed is against the laws of gravity what was it you wanted again? if anyone could hear over the sound of an exhausted train exhausting clouds with exhaust they would understand exhaustion, because Gaia speaks in sign-language and the second you told me to wait a moment I spent forever waiting until you were ready yet ready, set, sundown.. sleep talks to? only if I talk to sleep, conversation over. dissonance, cognizance, congruence, **** thank you 5th grade teacher for teaching me how to never shut up thank you verbs for teaching me how to never shut up thank you really thank you no sarcasm thank you it is holy holy holy wow.
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Nov 1, 2012
Nov 1, 2012 at 10:54 PM UTC
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