leave it as the door slams shut, and all the time, I need patiencce. Diiieeeeeddd my hair last night, its chocolate coated lovely. I wanted that hour to be the slowest hour of my life, but it hardly was. Fuck, yesterday, looked at a familar book flipped to a page. Infinite. Thinking about grassroots a round around all around. How it would
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