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i am young and wish to be younger, old and wish to be senile. i have blond hair and wish it auburn. i have company and wish to be alone. there are things that gallop all over my neurons and leave muddy footprints in my thoughts. unholy things that should be stricken, and i encourage them. i shudder when i leave the shower because other people have stepped on the mat. my hair is usually ***** i throw pennies into the fountain and think oh if i had no money, if i had some. i wish for an envelope to mail me somewhere in northwestern greenland, lay on the ice and stare into the brilliance of death.
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Nov 8, 2010
Nov 8, 2010 at 3:26 PM UTC
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i am young and wish to be younger, old and wish to be senile. i have blond hair and wish it auburn. i have company and wish to be alone. there are things that gallop all over my neurons and leave muddy footprints in my thoughts. unholy things that should be stricken, and i encourage them. i shudder when i leave the shower because other people have stepped on the mat. my hair is usually ***** i throw pennies into the fountain and think oh if i had no money, if i had some. i wish for an envelope to mail me somewhere in northwestern greenland, lay on the ice and stare into the brilliance of death.
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Nov 8, 2010
Nov 8, 2010 at 3:26 PM UTC
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