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readings placed beyond normal operational levels: shit filled abscess.
finding strength to turn the page and burn the previous entries: elaborate minimalism.
worthless strings of nothing: i fucking hate these posts.

Today I was driving on Grand Blvd and as I cleared the hill I noticed a large blue figure up ahead to the side of the road. The lady was reacquainting herself with a friend she had not seen in months judging by how passionately she kissed them. The energy bursting forth from here caused awe and the connection she shared was almost overwhelming. I' ( Read more... )

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