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early morning grey Greeley Violet's cats woke me up and I left her roommate taking a hit upstairs, just wanted to leave, just wanted to leave, didn't want to think that this was the same kind of life you were living. i'm still not used to this you that I don't even know still not used to this you that was there all along.
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Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 2:50 PM UTC
Part 15.
early morning grey Greeley Violet's cats woke me up and I left her roommate taking a hit upstairs, just wanted to leave, just wanted to leave, didn't want to think that this was the same kind of life you were living. i'm still not used to this you that I don't even know still not used to this you that was there all along.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014 Written to Your Hand In Mine by Explosions In The Sky
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Mar 31, 2014 at 2:50 PM UTC
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