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couch locked my teeth are feeling rotted and i’m sick of all the nothing on your face katie tried to find a dentist but i can’t stand the taste of metal my gums bleed while we drink boxed wine i want the night to stick around so i don’t have to keep finding new sounds that i like i’ll just end up sleeping all day trying to avoid the pain it’s been almost a year things still feel the same
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Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 1:31 PM UTC
couch locked
couch locked my teeth are feeling rotted and i’m sick of all the nothing on your face katie tried to find a dentist but i can’t stand the taste of metal my gums bleed while we drink boxed wine i want the night to stick around so i don’t have to keep finding new sounds that i like i’ll just end up sleeping all day trying to avoid the pain it’s been almost a year things still feel the same
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Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 1:31 PM UTC
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