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[junkbonds]

it's just a moment inside of my head and i wake up hurting like i'm fifteen again. even in my dreams you give me a feeling that's stale, that's three years old, a feeling that i am learning a teacher. that your words are like books and sonnets that i should have already read, that i hadn't, that i absorbed into my brain like a sponge and sucked

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[langa_luju]

i don't know if this is one of those entries where no one writes anything just because, but i have always been so impressed by the way you write.

[ablurredtruth]

this post is like 0974607billion days old, but maybe youll get this anyway?
i love the way you write. it gives me the fucking chills; like i wish that my mind and hands could piece something together but it usually feels sorta force fed.