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MY BODY IS WEIRD BECAUSE I HAVE FLOWERS GROWING FROM MY RIB CAGE AND DOODLES ON MY BRAIN, I THINK AT SPEEDS OF 90 MPH AND I CAN’T CONCENTRATE, MY HEART IS CONSTANTLY RACING MY LUNGS AND MY BREATHING IS OFF AND ELECTRICITY FLOWS THROUGH MY VEINS SO TELL ME HOW ALL THIS IS OK -c.a.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 9:37 AM UTC
i don't know anymore
MY BODY IS WEIRD BECAUSE I HAVE FLOWERS GROWING FROM MY RIB CAGE AND DOODLES ON MY BRAIN, I THINK AT SPEEDS OF 90 MPH AND I CAN’T CONCENTRATE, MY HEART IS CONSTANTLY RACING MY LUNGS AND MY BREATHING IS OFF AND ELECTRICITY FLOWS THROUGH MY VEINS SO TELL ME HOW ALL THIS IS OK -c.a.
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Apr 20, 2014 at 9:37 AM UTC
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