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Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth,
midsweet talk newspaper word cutouts.
Speak no feeling no, I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
I listened to Imogen Heap today and it made me want to cry. It actually made me think, which I never do. My life right now is consumed by such random pointless crap that I don't have ( Read more... )
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good times.
and what's all this dying shit?
if you die tomorrow, i'll play hide and seek at your funeral. and i'll bring some republican spaghetti with a side of democrats. =)
don't die on me. . .
i don't know how to make spaghetti.
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