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[savedbychaos]

tired of the evenings events, you and i gather our things. you take the window, and i'll make sure i'm not seen through the window. we'll walk our way through this smog filled city, in search of a greater form of truth

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[_deplore]

thanks for never calling me or really caring.
i guess im just mad.

[ngrplz]

HEY CHRISTOPHER CARL MOUNT EVEREST!