& I'll put all of my hope into one place, where I feel like choking & I forget how to breathe. I'll think of crowded places to get my head & my heart straight, the automatic doors will slide open & the mannequins will greet me as they stand still on their glass podiums, their ceramic heads turning towards the windows. They would like to escape, am
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perfect.
i hope to god one day you're a writer so i can buy all your books.
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love it.
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