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i wear my baseball cap backwards so that everyone around me can see all of my half-way decent face and then I pin paraphernelia in the shape of buttons all around its duck-bill mouth so that everyone around me that doesn't care knows that I care about   something, if not   everything. and in due time I lose some things that surrounds my head: the people, the relics. Safety pins unfastening from its worn fibers, and fluttering behind my arched back. My mind, therefore there is no organic thought vomitting through me although arguably, I very well might be thinking in my purest form, and so I settle in that comfort, leaving behind a trail of buttons so that everyone around me that doesn't care about anything knows that I can be just like them.
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 1:55 PM UTC
paraphernalia
i wear my baseball cap backwards so that everyone around me can see all of my half-way decent face and then I pin paraphernelia in the shape of buttons all around its duck-bill mouth so that everyone around me that doesn't care knows that I care about   something, if not   everything. and in due time I lose some things that surrounds my head: the people, the relics. Safety pins unfastening from its worn fibers, and fluttering behind my arched back. My mind, therefore there is no organic thought vomitting through me although arguably, I very well might be thinking in my purest form, and so I settle in that comfort, leaving behind a trail of buttons so that everyone around me that doesn't care about anything knows that I can be just like them.
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marieniege
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 1:55 PM UTC
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