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Force yourself to breathe
My hand is in the air
To stop the cough;
Redirect your sleeves
Spittle leaves the sphere
Can't wash off;
Kiss me kiss me please
I washed behind my ears
The lights are off;
Be careful who you tease
There's an easy chair
On the chopping block;
Careful who you tease
menomena - cough coughing -
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somebody remind me that going to art school is awesome because right now i'm ready to pull my hair out, glue it to a wall and call it a self portrait. -
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the epitome of lovely lonely. a few hard days to trade in for a few good ones. let's. -
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i'm bothering myself a lot. -
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i don't believe in deadlines. i don't believe in deadlines. i don't believe in deadlines.
now clap!
did they go away? -
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it's snowing.
!!!!!!!
love. -
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characteristic of those nights were the awkward but sometimes confident outbursts of crass kids, vaguely punk-rock references in their attire; spikes on one shoulder of a leather jacket that was bought new, girls with bags covered in buttons wearing plaid pants and striped polo shirts, and some faded unnatural shades of blue or green or pink dyed ( Read more... ) -
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love always winds. as does truth. this doesn't change. -
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it's years later, and you're bundled in a purple pashmina, hair white, face plain save for a little black eye makeup, (eyeliner and mascara no doubt), and the cbc is inter-splicing shots of you jumping rope in spandex black pants and a comfortable white t-shirt with this one you are sitting in now; an intimate interview ( Read more... ) -
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a sushi place downtown might not hire me because i'm vegan.