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my back aches to the sound of footsteps climbing up our stairs. i, alert, run to hide all contraband for fear of losing everything. swallow loose pills you remember you told me you hate me? oh **** its just my sister
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Apr 5, 2021
Apr 5, 2021 at 2:29 AM UTC
troubled kid
my back aches to the sound of footsteps climbing up our stairs. i, alert, run to hide all contraband for fear of losing everything. swallow loose pills you remember you told me you hate me? oh **** its just my sister
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18/F/Birmingham, AL
Apr 5, 2021
Apr 5, 2021 at 2:29 AM UTC
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