soft and smokey and burbling coming out of the sea of putrescence coughing up sludge and smirking. i can't understand why a prick and a prick can make a girl feel so much better. i hope work does not fire me. it feels as if all the thin little feathery dusty webs i've created became heavy with dew and have split while my back was turned. i can feel
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