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Too tired to understand, or too much understanding making it simpler to punish, and push. **** virtues, and most importantly, **** patience. Flying back south and walking to and fro and waking up all on my own and sitting by the window and biking or strolling with music to the ears. Self-inflicated solitariness feeling un-repressive, and un-defensive and happily alone. Never let self-inflicated solitary boredom be brought upon by another. Indeed, cheers to alone-li-ness, when it is discretionary, and free. Lying through my corroding teeth, I breath, out mercy and breath in shame. Over-dramatizing, the wrong person is changing. I am different; You are the same.
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
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Too tired to understand, or too much understanding making it simpler to punish, and push. **** virtues, and most importantly, **** patience. Flying back south and walking to and fro and waking up all on my own and sitting by the window and biking or strolling with music to the ears. Self-inflicated solitariness feeling un-repressive, and un-defensive and happily alone. Never let self-inflicated solitary boredom be brought upon by another. Indeed, cheers to alone-li-ness, when it is discretionary, and free. Lying through my corroding teeth, I breath, out mercy and breath in shame. Over-dramatizing, the wrong person is changing. I am different; You are the same.
madeleine-toerne
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
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