How did we end up like this?
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Smells Like Heroin
She's passed out on the floor again
A tinfoil orgasm
I'll never compare to
They say heroin chic went out like grunge
Pulled a 54; had a glamor implosion
Dead like disco
Passe as cocaine
Don't let my Gia girl know
Her lights are out and it’s less dangerous
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'shut up justin i'm to tired to type righ tnow!"
i'll post a better comment later.
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Come over soon. I miss your hair.
... oh... and you.
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i'm sure i'll read it a million more.
i don't know what to say - i told you, i'm at a loss of words.
you're so creative, brilliant.
such a mind is a rarity. [treasure your's always]
i'm envious of your ability to write.
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It seems primative and unintelligent.
I thought it was amazing when I wrote it.
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such a mind is a rarity. [treasure your's always]
i'm envious of your ability to write."
not a compliment to you based on this, solely.
i still think it is well wrote, captures life these days...
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