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i drink a lot of orange juice. and i mean a lot. enough to make people think i have scurvy. and i cook in crop tops and paint stained sweatpants. i recite "scars" by rudy francisco in my shower and i cry to "if you ever did believe" by stevie nicks often enough. what i'm trying to say is that i am moulding a world where you don't physically inhabit any part of it. "there is nothing new except what has been forgotten" november.25.2014 8:44 p.m.
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Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
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i drink a lot of orange juice. and i mean a lot. enough to make people think i have scurvy. and i cook in crop tops and paint stained sweatpants. i recite "scars" by rudy francisco in my shower and i cry to "if you ever did believe" by stevie nicks often enough. what i'm trying to say is that i am moulding a world where you don't physically inhabit any part of it. "there is nothing new except what has been forgotten" november.25.2014 8:44 p.m.
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Nov 25, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
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