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A whipping disorientation whallops me like a cicada falling out of a tree Slight at first, but disgust upon realization that I don't know what I'm doing. Where what Oh god It is beyond sick
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 6:21 PM UTC
Nausea
A whipping disorientation whallops me like a cicada falling out of a tree Slight at first, but disgust upon realization that I don't know what I'm doing. Where what Oh god It is beyond sick
thinking about college again
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 6:21 PM UTC
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