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i'm the narrator and this is just the prologue

I dropped a cigarette in my shoe
And dove in the water
Then I swam until my hair dreaded
Like flying on fire

That day I quit smoking and swimming
I heard some advice from above
Ducking under, cramming it in
( Isn't falling in love )

happy chinese new year ya'll!

( man, i want a camera )

i am so done with ex-boyfriends.


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WHOA THERE, TIGER...


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I keep thinking about Gage. How the fuck could I just get along with my life?
Why does it hit me more than a year after his death that I will never see him again?

Everyone comment with your favorite picture.
Be it painting or photograph.

This is a test to see who actually reads my journal... IF YOU DON'T DO IT I'LL DELETE YOU!

Not really, but you should still do it.

Godo il sesso. È quello un crimine? Desidero averlo ora. Preferibilmente con qualcuno di che non venga a contatto mai prima. Nessuna stringa ha fissato.

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