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'I think you know what you need to do' he says. Shut the **** up. You don't know what it's like to live your whole life walking on ceilings then have to adjust when the meds swivel you upright feet on new floorboards, eyes on old skies. It's a little backwards, I know but I'm so ******* **** & when everything is spinning, the way my shade of lipstick smoothly glides under my cupid's bow & the shimmying twirl of a mascara wand give me some sense of control.
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Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 9:46 PM UTC
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'I think you know what you need to do' he says. Shut the **** up. You don't know what it's like to live your whole life walking on ceilings then have to adjust when the meds swivel you upright feet on new floorboards, eyes on old skies. It's a little backwards, I know but I'm so ******* **** & when everything is spinning, the way my shade of lipstick smoothly glides under my cupid's bow & the shimmying twirl of a mascara wand give me some sense of control.
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Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 9:46 PM UTC
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