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Can't sleep. Bathroom. Fill it up. Bubble it up. Get in. Intrusive thought. * You'd be surprised. Used to the purpose of cleaning And pleasured times. And I fantasize about suicide. The sense of quietness and structure, What most of us ambitions in life. ... *
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May 4, 2024
May 4, 2024 at 9:21 PM UTC
Bathtub
Can't sleep. Bathroom. Fill it up. Bubble it up. Get in. Intrusive thought. * You'd be surprised. Used to the purpose of cleaning And pleasured times. And I fantasize about suicide. The sense of quietness and structure, What most of us ambitions in life. ... *
05/05/2024 - 2am (currently on a 4* hotel)
irsorai
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May 4, 2024
May 4, 2024 at 9:21 PM UTC
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